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soft hands
by Mary Frances Spencerwhen fists
open like flowers
eyes look
inward
to find
radiant light
one by one
my fingers unfurl petals
blocks
once tightly held
tumble
porcelain
domino
expectations
judgements falling
one after the other
and when
the row is over
dawn shimmers
settling stardust
with whispers
of a departing moon
i close my eyes
a pale rose
inhaling fresh
today
blooms now
open heart
soft hands
gentle
against the
thorns
01/27/2008 Author's Note: I am learning some Myofascial Release techniques as a Massage Therapist, and it is very important to have soft hands, no expectations, and an open heart when doing this work. So a recent class I was in inspired me to write this. MFS
Posted on 01/28/2008
Copyright © 2025 Mary Frances Spencer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 01/28/08 at 06:43 AM I love "fingers unfurl petals" and "gentle against thorns" --everything in life approached this way is better... it is beautiful you are learning this technique--and turning it into (recognizing in it) poetry! |
| Posted by Maria Massarella on 01/29/08 at 12:21 AM This is beautiful Mary Frances ... It gives me angelshivers for I have been contemplating my own hands with new eyes during the past month ... seeing petals in their opening, light in their radiance, touched the soft. Oh! feel my tears of joy on finding these, your words...*m.a |
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