DEXTERITY

In the mornings when I wake
I reach for the drops 
to moisten my dry eyes

I watch my hands spidery
as I untwist the lid
my thumb long and fingers slim
as I upturn the little bottle

these hands slender as egrets’ feet
wrists creamy white in the dim
morning light

I observe these beautiful boney creatures
at the ends of my arms
as someone else’s elegance

(Image by Anna Roguszczak at Pexels.com)

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Poet, artist and singer. I am an ecobard :)

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