Best Calluses Poems

With all the time on my hands, I gave my hands one job.
 My Hands   -The Artist-

My hands paint everything in my life
they...

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"Mine all Mine!"

A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea

A lover in the world............
An Anthology, you walk and talk like...

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We met in Valletta city on a fine November day
Introductions...hugs and kisses; we got talking straight away.
All agreed to go sight-seeing – architecture , harbour...

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I don't know what came over me that day - an instant of weakness after years of resistance, I suppose.

My beaming spouse leads me, a...

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Senseless

What is it inside the heart of man
That cannot appreciate another’s suffering
Were we born with this senseless implacability

Is it from life itself we grow these...

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He climbs up rhythmically 
keeping his legs
within a ring of rope 
like his life.

Intuition assures
the ripeness; 
life-nut falls down  
from the tree top.

Just a...

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In this castle
Created in my mind
A tree,
This tree
A scar
A jagged one 
Still healing
Blood dripping
Forms a path

Two watchmen
Chipping away
Away at it's skin
Creating holes
To suck out blood
Warning...

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From sagging huts up in the hills, 
We watched the tourists flash their bills. 
They piled our harvest on their plates, 
While soup and scraps...

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Through lickings, like a Timex, my husband’s hard-core.
Evermore, heart ticking, he goes on.
They don’t make his model any more.

Not cut out for college, he gathered...

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A city of neighborhoods, 
                    ...

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They tell a story,
these imperfections.
Every wrinkle's
an emotion sealed
by routine feedback.

Indents and scars
were carved with care.
Mistakes were made,
but you were spared.

Calluses
show your strength
through tough times.

Each crease
defines

you.


1-3-2021
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I seize time when funky drummer songs break
into my body robbing feeling of nerves making me fly
off floors with hips bouncing and shoes sweeping soot...

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Pull up the anchor one last time
Then thrust my oar into the foamy brine
Often have I churned
with arms that burned
My home became a darkened speck
Resting...

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Down under
Asunder
There's worlds of wonder
Where etiquette 
Meets surrogate 
And the dress code's
Downright Confederate
Slithering among creepy crawlers
That descend from the
Heavenly puke-encrusted abyss above
Known as Hollywood Blvd...

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Look at my father’s hands and you will see HIS heart.
You will see what he stands for and what sets him apart:
His CHARACTER is traced...

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