A wry little poem here from Devonne, about telling the truth….
Is there any better place to be than your hairstylist’s chair? I am grateful for the conversation and friendship that I’ve found there. ♥️💇♀️♥️
The Truth-Teller
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Truth like glass
In Inspiration’s furnace
Poets work and strive
To create a Truth like glass
Clear, transforming
A window to other.
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Gladly I will hear poetry
My poetry is listening
hearing whatever it is
deep within me
that sees, feels
garners joy and meaning
locates words to capture
a moment
like a pinned butterfly
This understanding
becomes something to share
with those who cannot so hear
who do not see
a plashy Hare mud-cavorting
as handwriting on
the face of the Universe.
Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Poem: Coat
Let me see your coat
full as it is
of laughter and tears
Let me touch your voice
as it wraps
loving ties around my bones
Let me hold your feet
sore as they are from walking
through this life
Let me see your truth
stuffed as a rucksack
with sustenance
Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond
The world within #poem #poetry
We are the body electric
Our cells sense differences
In the electricities around us
We are multitudes
blood containing cells
from parents and children
And yes, children, we are stardust
billions of stars died three times over
to make our atoms
Poetry and wonder
is our very
existence
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Dancing with shadows
Any attempt to pin down
this exact moment, that exact image
exactly what I feel and need to say
needs words that are not born yet,
metaphors for minds not yet formed,
such is exactitude.
Yet that is what poets attempt to do.
We stand at the edge of the crowd,
listening to the music
hearing the echoes of other times and places,
and ask a shadow to dance.
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Truth like glass
In Inspiration’s furnace
Poets work and strive
To create a Truth like glass
Clear, transforming
A window to other.
Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond
