hunger is sometimes preferable to loneliness.
a stomach will twist-
but hands become dirty and heavy when full of coins.
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aw, true. sigh.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this piece
ReplyDeleteexcellent observation.
ReplyDeleteYou say a lot in a few.
ReplyDeleteHow very true.
ReplyDeletesuccinct, lovely, great imagery
ReplyDelete:)
ReplyDeleteAmazing how much can be said--quite beautifully--in so few words.
ReplyDeleteAmy,
ReplyDeleteVery real words. Loneliness can be hidden and difficult to satisfy.
Eileen
Beautiful poem I love your work
ReplyDeleteYes... there is a burden associated with possessions, with stewardship. Terrific, Amy!
ReplyDeleteA concise and truthful observation. Hungers of many kinds need to be fed...
ReplyDeleteThis sounds rather Confuscian:)
ReplyDeleteLovely piece, and so concise and effective.
ReplyDeleteCountable number of words, but countless things said. So true.
ReplyDeleteyour comments are lovely. thank you.
ReplyDeleteI, too felt a Confucius vibe in your words~
ReplyDeleteTrue. The wealthier we become, the more we lose.
ReplyDeleteInteresting notion, and true. My curiosity wants to know, why hunger? Hmmmm...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, short and sweet but poinient
ReplyDeletethanks all~
ReplyDeleteSo succinct and meaningful in few words. A poets dream!
ReplyDeleteI loved the piece for the groovy somersault it gave my brain, but once it settled and I thought more I'm not certain if I completely understand your logos- thankfully though I don't have to! Peace.
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