Amber

His arm outstretched on the bar top so long

Defining wood grain has marked his skin with deep welts, lines,

Semi-permanent tattoos, depicting the aching magnetism

Of old fashioned, warm amber, honeyed,

Pain relief. Waiting.

Just beyond his fingertips, though never beyond his grasp.

d’Verse quadrille (44 word poem) prompt: magnetic (in any form)

10 thoughts on “Amber

  1. Ah…..people meet grief in different ways. Some hope the bottle, the amber liquid burning down the throat can burn the pain away. The problem with that is, one always comes to and the pain is felt anew.

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