Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Empty Hands--By Linda Hurdwell--England

Empty Hands

And so the joyous tide of life
Is shrivelling ‘neath the sun
Its absurd complexity
Has almost had its fun.

The subtle sunset covers up
The quickening hands of time
And like a grotesque drama
Acts out a silent mime.

The sea of breath ebbs away
To a salty shore
Confused and fearful of the day
But yearns to know much more.

Why has this tide sped on by?
Where is this promised land?
My soul it leaps toward the sky
And slips from both my hands.

Linda Hurdwell has been a widow for 5 years.  She has two adult sons. Living in the English countryside, she takes her dog, Bessie, for a daily walks and that's where many of her poems and stories are born.  She has always loved writing and has a few short stories published.  Although now a pensioner,  she enjoys working with adults with learning disabilities and running a mencap social club once a week.  Her hobbies are writing, tap dancing, and going to the theatre or cinema with my friends.

6 comments:

  1. Ah, yes, Linda, sometimes nature seems so brutal in its cold, revolving reality. We live with hope and there is also that rainbow, that sky, that sun, where the inspiration is never ending and the words flow from our souls - a sort of reincarnation, as it were. We may feel "empty" for one moment and that moment may feel eternal, and yet ................ we do find the "promised land" within ourselves in a kind of peaceful recognition.............. Sheri

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    1. I read this poem twice and it
      is beautiful!
      Mary

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  3. Dear Linda, the second and third verses of your poem have very vivid and creative imagery. The message about time and the empty feelings within us come through very will in the first and last verses. What an incredibly artistic write witha powerful message. Best wishes, Carolyn

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  4. Linda, thank you for sharing your wonderful talent and such a creative and artistic poem I thoroughly enjoyed the read.
    Love, Charlene

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  5. Hi Linda. Happy April. I enjoyed "Empty Hands." The artistic flare and imagery seasons the verses and meaning of your poem. Nice way to start off the month with a nourishing poem. Thank you for sharing. Continued blessings!

    -Maurice J. Reynolds, Owner / Editor
    TGBTG! Publications / Creative Inspirations
    www.tgbtgpublictions.com

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