Fingers
by GC SMITH
Fingers,
five of 'em
the middle one
stands out
a flag
Fingers,
five of 'em
the thumb
stretches out
to catch a ride
Fingers,
five of them
one an index digit
to riff
a book's pages
Fingers,
five of 'em
a gold band
not a nose ring
encircles one
Fingers,
five of them
the itty-bitty one
doesn't belong
in your nostril
Finger's,
five of them
clenched
thrust heavenward
high fives the world
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
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