Friday, 19 March 2021

A Poem a Day (414): The cut

 
 
 
The cut
 
The tiniest tear
separates delicate skin,
 
a little red poke
invisible to the eye,
 
but you can feel it
if you press there.
 
For the entire day
it will speak unkindly
 
just to remind: beware
paper’s bitter edge.
 
 
Copyright Vickie Johnstone, March 19, 2021
 
 
 
 
 

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