Her Hands

the universality of a women's influence.

Her Hands

I knew her hands in the summer of ’45

as American forces tickled in the new peace

I knew her hands in our winter on the Korean battlefield

and how her touch warmed us.

I felt her hands touch me across universes,

continents, cities, towns and home

I knew her hands in the monsoon season of Vietnam

when the cong tried to drown her soul.

I knew men smiled when she touched them with

her hands

I knew her hands folded in prayer as she

prayed for us all.

I knew her hands were the only hope for

all mankind.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Sami!

It came to me in one brief flash no editing needed.

regards,
al

[Sami Khalil]

"I felt her hands touch me across universes,

continents, cities, towns and home"

[Sami Khalil]

A woman that rocks a cradle with one hand will rock the word by her other one. Hands or influences are very powerful and run across so many facets of our lives. Mothers, wives, sisters and friends have great impact on our lives.
You have said it all in this marvelous poem.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob! In many ways the Earth will know more peace with the influence of women growing.

regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Bill! It is a tribute to women who bear the brunt of loss in war and peace.

regards,
al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Her hands...she brings the opposite of turmoil...
A woman brings peace to a man, no matter where he is.
j.

[billyjf]

I didn't like lines 5 - 6. I like the war theme which feels interesting, specific, and personal. I like that you had both themes of love and war, which can seem like polar opposites in other poems.

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Ana! So much so we can't do with each other.

regards,
al

[Ana Papaya]

A beautiful tribute to all women and the support they lend to men. And of course it works in reverse.