Wednesday poem and Magpie tale #46

http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

I think Rick started it....

I'm certain he was hungering for a Magpie challenge

and when Tess posted her most luscious poem at

http://willowmanor.blogspot.com/

he couldn't help himself

 hope you don't mind ,Willow

  I took the opportunity to use your image

for a http://oneshotpoetry.blogspot.com/

OH! it is a Magpie Tale!

goodie!

Leather gloves holding a memory of her

The bend of her pinkie finger shows

in the stillness of them lying on the table

I slip my hand gently into the soft leather

and want to find her there

in the worn folds of kid skin

just like I sought her in the empty chair

 that holds the worn oak

 echoes of her hands,

But,she floats in and out like the breeze

through the cracked window on a hot night

...bringing little relief