Knuckles Gnarled and Knotted
Hands Chopped, Sliced, Skewered
Fingers Blistered, Broken, Bent and Twisted
His Nails Nearly Nonexistent
Laced only with Embedded, Entrenched Earth
Skin Leathered and Dessicated
Line with the Pain and the Prison of His Life
Holed Up in the Holler
Building A Life Of Hope 
Hey! I made it on time this week! š
http://www.anauthorandhermuse.com/the-life-i-know.html
Whoops! I had both yours and Kellie’s window open and I posted this on the wrong one! Sorry. š¦
What I meant to say here is you have done a wonderful job of describing how hard a life this man must have had through his hands.
Oh you must be tired like me! I hit the Publish button without knowing if I was finished. And thank you for your feedback!
It’s been a veerrryy long week. š
Sorry to hear that my friend. š¦ I hope the weekend will provide you with respite and rejuvenation.
very powerful. Hands do tell the stories of a lifetime. You have inspired me to try and do another FWF. Haven’t done one for ages.
Oh good for you! It was so late when I wrote that I was not sure if it was making sense! Fell sound asleep within minutes of the posting. š
Love this…one can feel a life of much emotion and pain. I love this photo prompt!!
Thank you! The photo is a powerful statement. Makes me think of all those who toil just to survive.
or have started life with juvenile arthritis…such a painful and debilitating disease.
Hands tell so many stories, as do faces but these hands were fascinating. Nice poem! š
Yeah I know what you mean about the faces. I definitely had an image in mind while writing about the hands. Thank you for reading!
Beautiful poem.
Thank you very much! š
Nice one. You say so much about him in these few lines.
Thank you Colline! It seemed to fit; plus I hit the Publish button before I thought I might be done.Now that’s a free write!
Your heart knew it was done even though your brain was unsure š
Really descriptive. Well done!
Thank you my friend! Truly a pure free write this week… š
Beautiful Work! I have always had a fascination with hands and study them on people that I meet for the first time and even subsequently. They do tell their story. I always knew in my heart that I would find my right partner when I found the right hands. I was continually looking for these very specific hands. I finally found the hands and the man attached to them 12 years ago. š
Thank you very much! Poetry is still a bit new to me; it is a wonderful way to hone my skill with word choice. I know what you mean about hands. My fiance’s hands are a beautiful expression of who he is- a tender heart with a gentle soul. When he is not near, I often conjure up the image of them!
“Line with the Pain and the Prison of His Life,” love that line. It’s such a true feeling to sometimes look at our hands and think of the prison that we live in, by our own creation, or by circumstance, such a powerful image.
Yes Kellie Elmore’s visual prompts are both powerful and inspirational. Our hands reveal our lives.