Long Silvered Locks

Written for:  Sunday Muse #177

Ach, it is becoming
too difficult to braid
the hair I have stubbornly
sought to keep.  Deep veins
and liver-spotted, arthritic
hands, are gnarled like an old
tree.  Honey, would you please
help me finish this chore
that once was a pleasure?


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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25 Responses to Long Silvered Locks

  1. qbit says:

    As they say, aging isn’t for sissies!


  2. Sherry Marr says:

    I do hope she doesnt cut it. Her hair is so beautiful.


  3. Jim says:

    I would have no qualms about someone braiding my hair.
    Since I have no long hair (any more) I equate this predicament
    to that of scratching my own back only harder.
    If I have a chance I might ask fellow Texan, Willie Nelson
    if he braids his own.


  4. gillena says:

    bravo!!! Nice one Sara



  5. Misky says:

    I love this, Sara!


  6. fireblossom32 says:

    Yeah, it looks pretty painful to me.


  7. wyndolynne says:

    And still, there will be a braid.


  8. Carrie V. H. says:

    I love your analog in this Sara!! Those hands have been through a lot indeed!


  9. Helen Dehner says:

    I am positive her request will be met with a loving ‘of course my darling’ … soulmates forever.


  10. Myrna says:

    As, so nice that she still has a honey. I do too and your poem made me chuckle because I see myself in it. A good read.


  11. Susie Clevenger says:

    Trying to maintain a once favorite and easy hair chore does test hands at some point. It is great she has someone to ask to help her.


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