003 ~ Never To Be Touched Poem by stan pelfrey

003 ~ Never To Be Touched



A painting hung inside
a museum, enclosed in
a glass case,
never to be touched.

The artist has the pleasure
of touching and feeling
the imperfections of the
canvas, that holds his
creation, but upon
completion it is meant
never to be touched, again.

A life inside
the womb,
enclosed in warmth and
love from her parents,
never to be.

The creators devoid
of the pleasure of touching,
feeling and watching the
womb, that holds their
creation, but leaving
only empty feelings of
lost amazements, she is
never to be touched.

An imperfect canvas
may become precious,
with shades and images,
once the artist has expired.
Just as the promise
of new life lost, before its
beginning becomes precious
for the parents.
That which could
have been most beautiful
was never to be experienced,
heard or seen,
never to be touched.

for Calli

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cathy Clough 08 October 2007

stan, my second child (i only have one) died shortly after childbirth, so i could really connect to this work. very good since it is hard for me to connect to others sometimes. cat

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