Blood Lines

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goose bumps
It wasn’t the hair,
gauze shirt
a zipper down the back
but, his voice…
so strong –
it rattled my bones –
broke my heart
sent goose bumps
down my spine.

Who, who was he
before he turned
gray?
arms thin –
moccasins worn
Strength came from
his soul
it cried out
reaching his
nervous
system.

Care – who –
cares about
yesterday?
Today he gave his blood –
his thin legs crossed
eyes lost in time
weaker now
sharing
life.

All they noticed –
a gauze shirt –
a graying beard –
worn moccasins,
not worn purple veins.
No one new his name –

2 Comments
  1. Linda S. Prather, Author says

    Love the imagery and emotion this creates.

  2. Nancy Denofio says

    Linda, so sorry it has taken me so long to answer, I have been going back through the older posts and here you are. Thank you so much for the comment, and yes, this was a different time – as decades pass. Sincerely, Nancy

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