What we communicate without words by Isabelle Kenyon
We water down thoughts to ‘nice’ and ‘pretty’ –
they don’t mean much so we speak with our hands and eyes,
wide and sparkling with expression.
We chortle because we love the same person and
you hug me because I hold him for you,
when you are seas away.
Isabelle is the author of This is not a Spectacle, Micro chapbook, The Trees Whispered (Origami Poetry Press) and Digging Holes To Another Continent (Clare Songbirds Publishing House, New York). She is the editor of Fly on the Wall Press.
Her poems have been published in poetry anthologies such as The Road To Clevedon Pier and Verve Poetry Press. She has had poems published in literary journals such as Eunoia Review, FoxTrott Uniform, Mojave Heart Review, The Blue Nib, The Pangolin Review, I Am Not A Silent Poet, Eskimo Pie, Scrittura, Anti - Heroin Chic, Bewildering Stories and Literary Yard