Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Trust is an option
Wearing a mixture of bright expectations and dark failures
Take it or leave it

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Trust is the beating heart on two holding hands
Clothed with an ancient red and gold silk
Sensitive
Eager to be touched

1 comment:

  1. Clara! You really make an appeal to the senses in your poem and with the image you chose to illustrate it. I see and feel the "trust" both in the hands and fabric you describe!

    The tone of this poem is so innocent and yet mature!

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