Intertwine

Young, eager hands reach breathlessly across the table hoping to—
Baby reaches up as father sweeps down and briefly their locks—
Hazel eyes at last look up into eyes of blue longing to—
A zydeco reel takes hold as the dancers spinning brace to—
Rays of the spring sunset catch on the new green leaves and—
Grass battles weed in the forever yard war as blade meets frond and—
Snoozing sibling kittens purring gently as skinny, furry tails—
Old poet pauses his pen as furrowed knots on his brow—
All of Rick’s questions are answered by Ilsa’s kiss as breaths—
Old couple passes new couple—the love sign as all their fingers—
The reader stops reading, marveling anew at how all our thoughts can—

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About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

Posted on April 28, 2013, in Poem. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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