Draw Me a Map

Draw Me a Map

A Poem by Elle Thompson

Give me your hand

Draw me a map

On the lines of your palm

Lead me up a great hill

to the base of your thumb

Draw me a map

To that sacred ridge

in your skin

Where a river of blood once flowed

Through the valley between

these thick fingers

But now all is dry

These broad palms

Barren, unfamiliar ground for me

Draw me a map

Or I will lose my way

On this warm, creased terrain

Once so yielding, so unspoiled, so sweet

Where once I wandered blindfolded, barefoot and steady

My footprints have been worn away

by all your clapping, praying, working, shaking

© 2014 Elle Thompson

Author's Note

Elle Thompson
I wrote this during my class on British Romantic Literature this week, we were talking about prospect poetry and I was thinking about hands.
Not sure how to end it, though.

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I loved the imagery used above. I think the ending was great as is though, working your way back down to footprints is part of what made this so cool for me to read

Posted 8 Years Ago

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I think the ending is perfect, you described it his hands with beautiful imagery and metaphor, the end explains their hardship and reason...

Posted 8 Years Ago

What is prospect poetry? :-) School! They need to create bins and boxes for us.

I really liked reading this poem. I thought about a girl and her father and how time moves on and moves them. The hand as metaphor for life moving on and a youngsters longing for what was left behind. Well done.

Posted 9 Years Ago

doesn't' matter the place that person takes you, as long it feels like a journey you have gone though with him.a mysterious place is always going to have a great feeling.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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4 Reviews
Added on October 2, 2014
Last Updated on November 4, 2014
Tags: landscape, map, terrain


Elle Thompson
Elle Thompson


I have been writing for ten years, I wrote for the local newspaper for two years, I have been published a couple times in the local library's poetry anthology and I have taken a number of classes in w.. more..


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