Hold my Hand | Poetry Remix No. 7

“So, here I end my silly little rhyme.
Hold my hand so I can feel that you’re mine.”

The shape of your hand fits perfect in mine.

That makes me so happy that we are us.

We go together in space and in time.

All though my hands are bigger (what’s the fuss?).

Sometimes I just cannot wait to go home;

do something we would call “stupid” with you:

Like eat while we watch our favorite show.

Some hot dogs and pickles. You love that, too.

If it’s a bad day, you are my escape.

When it’s worse, you will always make it great.

You always teach me love when there is hate.

And the way our hands fit, it must be fate.

So, here I end my silly little rhyme.

Hold my hand so I can feel that you’re mine.

Friends, this poem, to me, is meant to be something very uncomplicated but beautiful. It represents the most simple things you can do as a couple. But it is those little moments that you sometimes hold most dear to your heart.

If you liked those post, please also check out “Hold my Hand. . .” by psychologistatwork, another great short poem about not letting go of the one you love. Also, check out the original version of this post, “Hands Fit Perfectly in Mine.”

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Endlessness | Short Poem No. 52

The sea’s endlessness.

We walk the beach together.

Our love, eternal.

Friends, this concludes my week of Haiku. How do you like the final post? I really feel this one in my heart; the perfect conclusion.

If you liked this post, also check out the heartfelt “Haiku – Stranger” by Val Boyko. Also, if you haven’t yet, please read my Haiku from yesterday, “Young and Tender.”

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Young and Tender | Short Poem No. 51

Young and tender plants

are like young children waking

in tender mornings.

Friends, I am still here writing Haikus – for the whole week now. They are something I am fairly new to. But I think, now, I am starting to feel my groove with them and make them my own.

If you like Haikus, please check out “Rebuilt” by Rusted Honey who, in my opinion, is really great at them. Also check out my Haiku from yesterday if you haven’t yet, “Mountains’ Feet.”

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Mountains’ Feet | Short Poem No. 50

At the mountains’ feet,
man came to build them a shoe;
that is, a horseshoe.

Friends, this is probably my third or fourth attempt at Haiku. As you can probably tell, I am still learning – trying to mix in traditional techniques/rules, but with my own touch. I want to keep challenging myself, while not confining my own creativity.

If you liked this post, also check out a great set of Haikus with a beautiful dedication, “Haiku: For Rachel” by Whippet Wisdom, as well as my previous Haiku about love, “Delicate Flowers.”

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Delicate Flowers – Short Poem No. 49

Delicate flowers

are epitomes of you

dressed pretty in pink.

This Haiku is submitted for the BrewNSpew Coffee Break. Also check out my other recent Haiku, “Thin White Lines.”

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Thin White Lines – Short Poem No. 48

Thin white lines of foam

divide two paradises

on a sleepy day.

If you liked this Haiku, also check out “Haiku: equality” by Jane Dougherty as well as my Haiku “Foggy Nights.”

Featured Photo by Roberto Nickson on Unsplash.

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