Thursday, February 7, 2013

Hands, Paris Poet Society Style



WHEN I WAS YOUNG

I would study her aged hands

And dream of the time

When mine would be so veined
                                    Sharda Brody Paris, TX




answer:


WHEN I WAS OLD

And it was my father's hands

which confronted me

I dreamed of a time

When my hands were my own.


                        Tommy Stone Paris, TX

Copyright 2013 Sharda Brody / Copyright 2013 Tommy Stone / Published with permission 

About these Paris Poet Society Members:

Sharda Brody:


 
Sharda grew up on a southern Indiana farm where she spent much of her time alone in the woods or in the company of her grandfather, a self-styled mystic and lover of the great poets; along with the family's hired hand, an expert woodsman.  It is to these two patriarchs she gives credit for her love of nature and a particularly vivid imagination.




She now lives in a small town in east Texas where she gives private music lessons in piano and beginning guitar.  Besides poetry, she also writes songs and short stories.



 Tommy Stone:


Tommy lives in the greater Paris area, just outside Biardstown with 4 dogs and 2 cats.  He is currently working on creating a line of stationery based upon his photography and poetry, and is a resident artist with The Creative Arts Center in Bonham.  Tommy also sings with Paris Community Choir.  Word is that he makes a heck of a coconut pie! 





Note from Syd:  I am dedicating most of my posts to Poetry this month.  To see why read:

 February, Paris Poet Society Style

More such posts:   For the Love of Theatre, Paris Poet Society Style
To the Heart of the Matter, Paris Poet Society Style 
Homesick, Paris Poet Society Style

4 comments:

Kristi Young said...

In response to Hands:

Heart

When I was Chained

I numbed despair and isolation
as fear of my own mortality
arose from the closet of my soul
a flicker of hope ignited
the former girl I once loved

Kristi Young
Paris, TX

Sydney Young said...

I love it! Xoxo

Dee Martin said...

I love the response in the comments :) Very special poetry from very special people!

Sydney Young said...

I do too, Dee!