We Need Things We Can Touch

by belinda

Put away the glare of worlds within those squares of light

Because we need things we can touch


We need the metallic smell of yeast

The touch of dough in the webs of our hands

The comfort of butter


We need to light candles

on our tables and in our hearts

We need the Autumn sun to leak out of the sky

and into our skin


We need to notice how the clouds are in pieces

How the moon is a rind

Watch the leaves gather in silent groups

as the trees are suddenly unburdened


We need hugs, warm ones. Long ones.

To breathe each other in and to rest there for a bit

Because now we can.


We need to hear voices

Ones we love and miss

Hear their fears and their joys

because we hadn’t really been listening


We need to press pen to paper

Trace words with our fingers

Make the music

Paint the colours


We need soil in our fingernails

To press a seed into the warmth

To watch that green shoot heading

upwards towards the light


Put away that rectangle, which reflects where you are not.

Because we need things we can touch.


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Kate Berry April 1, 2020 - 8:20 am

Beautiful and spot on. We are cooking cooking cooking old fashioned, lengthy family meals. Just took a batch of rusks out the oven. Started weeding the lawn yesterday – with a glass of wine in hand 🙂
Trying to take a dip in the freezing pool every day to shock the senses.

are so damn blessed that we have all these luxuries to cocoon us in the strange time. I think often of those that are on the street or in a rescue center.

Thank you for this wonderful piece.

Caley April 7, 2020 - 12:59 pm

Yes, yes, yes. Wow! x


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