You were so small
when you showed me your hands
with your fingernails
painted silver.
How you smiled
so proudly
as I showed you
my toes
to match.
Little dream one, I know this—
your hands
are meant to write me,
my midnights
blue-dark
but ribboned with silver linings.
© 2024 Jennifer Wagner
This prompt at Poets and Storytellers United came at the perfect time. I recently had this silver-themed dream and had been intending to write a poem about it.
6 comments:
Your poem is beautifully composed and incredibly sweet.
I love it when a dream gifts me the idea for a poem. Sometimes it gifts the poem entire.
Oh, what an absolutely lovely – and unique – take on the prompt!
Wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing
Beautiful and clever, I’m always impressed with your work and creativity!
I love this so much. The tender tone, the glittering imagery, the invitation to ride imaginations wagon in style... is a delight. Also, it leaves me wanting to know more.
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