So this week’s prompt comes from another old favourite, in terms of theme: hands. I’ve used hands in different ways several times before, but this time I simply asked my fellow writers to make a list of up to ten things their hands had already done that day (it was 9.30 in the morning). Here’s what I wrote:
I then invited us to use those notes as inspiration for a poem, about our hands, written in seven minutes. This is my personal response. Enjoy 🙂
I couldn’t always use my hands,
couldn’t always control them enough
to make them do what I wanted.
But I learned, as we all do,
and now I take them for granted.
They call it muscle memory.
But that sounds like my hands have a brain.
If you x-rayed them I’m pretty sure
you’d find no grey matter,
but it’s true that they remember;
what a cake batter should feel like
when I stir so I can
guess at the weights when I
don’t have scales,
where the light bulb switch is
when I wake in the night
reaching out before I’ve even left
my dream to light the room
and start my day,
how to hold someone’s hand
when they need connection
and when to let go so they know
you’re there but they’re free
to connect or not as they choose.
What to write.
They seem to know
the words before I write them.
If I trust them.
Which I do.
Perhaps hands do have brains.
Mine certainly seem to.
What have your hands done for you today?
And here are a couple of other posts, linked to this theme:
And, you can find more writing prompts on a variety of topics here: