Not All The Glitters Is Gold #DVersePoets

A moment stretched is still a moment.

Curled into the afterglow we looked relaxed,

yet I felt your hands clawed in the fabric,

prepared to tear the seconds from an hour,

as if they might be worth more alone

than part of a whole.

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11 Comments

  1. “curled into the afterglow” …. and then as we read on, we realize only one is truly feeling an afterglow. Your words evoke an uneasiness in me the reader, a wariness….all that glitters is not gold indeed.

  2. The rawness of libido and passion that clouds the intellect and blocks the heart is not always attractive.

  3. I like how you’ve taken the old saying and given it another meaning, Carol, and not a particularly pleasant one. There is a sense of warning in the way the opening line continues, cat-like, into ‘I felt your hands clawed in the fabric, / prepared to tear the seconds from an hour’.

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