eyes stare deep into eyes
which look down to hands
holding tightly other hands
not letting go.
arms wrap around arms
pressing, pulling
waists, shoulders, legs, hips
together.
yesterdays, hopes, nows,
together
yet not one.
an invisible, unbreakable
bubble, something somewhere
unknown
separates.
About Ken Greenman
Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free!
Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
Poems by Ken 