Darkness obscures sunlight,
as clouds shade doleful eyes,
cast an impenetrable veil,
between then and now.
Anguish slithers up my neck,
Wraps my brain’s fiery resistance
In a rawhide grip
Destroys my peace.
Now sorrow dawns every morning,
as the sun crawls over thickening clouds,
Rains grief
outside my screen door.
Loss arrives uninvited.
Unpacked its bags,
Grabbed my heart like a new slave owner
Declared itself master.
Says hello with a grizzly grin,
Walks right in,
playing the part of an old friend,
teaches hard lessons in the art of farewell.
Cracks the whip,
Leaves me begging for tenderness.
Finding none,
a lifetime of mourning loss may pass
before I shed my tears and find release.
THH
4/28/25
Revised 7/10/25
Revised 7/16/25
Thoughts Have Hands 