Get Your Premium Membership

Sloppy Hands

Sloppy hands writing blind, they can’t see but they feel; Tracing cursive letters slowly onto your back, art bleeds from go getters; Sloppy hands writing blind, beauty’s pulled from within; Dreams in abstract phrases grace the poet’s chapbook; Bonfire of heart blazes; Sloppy hands writing blind free every primal thought; Outside the lines and wild aggressive comes alive; Melting into self- styled; Sloppy hands writing blind, at times in a circle; Emotions lead the way but often don’t make sense; Poet, let yourself play.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry