A lover’s touch

On the wall
by the stairs
he punches
his fingers
into the fake

he gently
tap, tap, taps
above her head

before he
slides his palm
just so

her skull

he smiles

as if all her

were of him

#FromOneLine 227

Image: Le Reve


Originally tweeted by Tricia (@triciasankey) on September 19, 2022.

Shared with d’Verse Poets Pub for Quadrille Monday, where De Jackson invites us to write a 44-word poem with the prompt word: punch.

Published by Tricia Sankey

Plays with words in her free time.

62 thoughts on “A lover’s touch

  1. Not the kind of lover’s touch I would welcome, Tricia. I agree with some of the other comments: the second stanza is the most threatening, especially when followed with that smile.

      1. Yes, I didn’t know a whole lot about Picasso as the man, but after reading the bit about this painting in the Wikipedia article I linked under the photo, this whole poem just kind of took shape!!

      2. He was a real shit. So was Neruda. I think it’s because they were so highly regarded as social revolutionaries (Neruda anyway) setting themselves up as moral leaders, I can’t excuse the way they treated their wives, mistresses and children.

      3. I don’t think I’d be judgmental about an artist’s private life if it was private and the artist was private, but when you set yourself up as a moral authority, excuse me, but women are owed as much respect as ‘the workers’.

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