//There is glory in the work of her olive branch fingers
dripping mercies in foreign skin take shelter in her cuticle
thimble, needle, silk blended threads of cotton memories
Delicate stories at needlepoint because for years they were taken at gunpoint
glory, honor, courage find thick labor in Spanish syllables
resistant poet places her pencil bedside near her halo
Bundled succulents of poetry hold water firm
an offering peace when the well has run dry from visitors//
It’s #FiveMinuteFriday. The word prompt is WORK. Above is a poem I wrote in five minutes as an offering to your day. I welcome your comments and thoughts.
The forward slashes (//) indicate where the timer started and ended. Your turn!
Work button (fiveminutefriday.com) photo credit: Kate Motaung