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Life's Lessons

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Out of My Skin
Monarch
A Matter of Scale

Heat Wave
Poet and Pet
Awakening
Rebirth

A Reasonable Life

Snapshots 2006
Haikus
Hush and Listen
Faces
Lizard Thoughts
Thunder
White Rose
Mother of the World
Finally

Poems 2005 —
Passion & Discontent
Absence
Blind
Dance
Dry
The Wake of Disaster

Evening
Mama's Tears
Nude
Old Furniture
Pertoglyphs

Rest
Saved
Sounds of an Empty Promise
Entertainment
Sycamores
Three Quarters
Vientos del Mediterráneo
Weavings

Battle
Giving In

Poems 2004
The Dissappearance of Lao Tsu
Nameless Beauty
Commuting
Memory Game
Every Little Thing Counts
Landscapes of Yo Yo Ma's Brazil
Miles (to Miles Davis)
The Colors of Piazzolla's Tango

War and Peace
Making Friends
Old Glory
Kabul Update
Take Heart
March Madness

Poems 2003
Johnny Cash
Between Heartbeats
"Naked Poetry"
Sunflower Sonnet No. 1.5

New York City
My NYC is not your NYC
SanitationWorker, NYC
Gentrification
Passing By
Belly-button Renaissance
West Chelsea

Poems 2002
Crisis
Finding Each Other
Kindred Spirits
Meteor
To Our Youth
At Sunset
Questions
Hollyhock
Holland in Winter

On Society
Mirrors
McKinney X-Tex
Lady Liberty
Making Friends
Old Glory
Walking

Life's Lessons
Child's Life
Crashing Surf
In Search of the Unknown
Love at First Sight
Holding Hands
Grandpa's Tools

Musings
First Snow
Impressionism
Anonymous
Downcast Eyes
Sagrada Familia

In France
French Gardens
Air Show
Cell Phones 01-04

Churches
Lovers in the Castle


 

Holding Hands

Watching the old couple
walking hand in hand,
two steadfast friends,
many years of love,
sharing life
for better
for worse
now holding on to each other
not wanting to lose
that precious anchor.

Their hands find each other
automatically,
a perfect fit,
in harmony familiar
like they were always
together
their warmth
their feel
their rhythmic embrace
forgetful of the first shy kiss
they introduced.

In youthful innocence
that first touch
so hesitant
so electric
explored
the magnetism
the thrill
of new-found love.
The old, familiar hands
were once strangers
were once awkward
were once timid
experiencing new textures
and new sensations,
instruments of the heart.

Their hands,
worn of work and care,
have earned a living
have cooked
have wiped a feverish brow
have waved goodbye
have guided
have held on
have let go,
rest now in the comfort
of each other.

The youthful thrill
of exploration
has evolved
through many journeys
hand in hand
blending hearts
and souls
so now
the hands' embrace
is a bond
a lifeline
a togetherness
an acceptance
a reassurance
that they have had a partner
in this life,
that they fit each other
and are not alone.

 

© 2002 Richard Sidy

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