Home » Poems » James Horn » Felt the Hand

Felt the Hand

Felt the Hand

Felt the hand that I had been dealt
Ice cold and in warm water will melt;
Fine felt  will wear;
Warmth will share;
You should see me dancing in a kelt. 

Jim Horn

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2018

allegoryanalogylimerick

♡Like0

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

January 27, 2018 at 6:54 AM

My only hope is that Obie One Knobie was not bored and my poems deplored.

January 27, 2018 at 1:47 PM

Was a cake filled with much fruit; New recruite who seemed so cute, Like some dips, With bone chips; Went bankrupt and lost the loot,

January 27, 2018 at 1:47 PM

Was a cake filled with much fruit; New recruite who seemed so cute, Like some dips, With bone chips; Went bankrupt and lost the loot,

Andrea Dietrich

January 25, 2018 at 12:08 AM

cute one, Jim.

Get a Premium Membership

Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.

Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace