A Handful of Water

A Handful of Water

I watched,

but from a safe distance

and took note

of how you worked them

between your

rough, calloused and still

bleeding hands

until they were smoothe

like pebbles

  

or pretty polished glass ..

And my word,

how they glistened upon

the backs

and the palms of those

   hands of yours ..

I recall how I marvelled

at how they

looked just like pearls,

but were mere

beads of water, yet no less

precious perhaps

than perfect cut diamonds

in this desolate

   

landscaped desert of ours ..

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I read several times trying to build a picture up. Trying to come up with feasible images. I couldn’t. However hard I tried I couldn’t picture how beads of water so beautiful could be produced from the images I was getting. Maybe it!s a miracle. You gave me a desert, sand, rocks and water glistening like diamonds. Then I thought of trying to get blood out of a stone. That would be a miracle and you watched from a distance. Intriguing write. Puzzling but much enjoyed. Have a good Saturday my friend.

I just saw a water diviner at work and it all fell beautifully into place. How precious those beads of water are in desert like conditions. Wonderful :)

And then I thought of metaphors and oh my goodness, I went somewhere else completely …..relationships innit?

This is about you and …….

Chris

[Neville]

thank you again and so much for stopping by Chris & hey, what else is a meta for eh' .. Neville