Empty Hands

Well, this post could be entitled “Empty Head” because I forgot to post this morning as usual 😆 I am also posting from my phone as our power is out (wifi is down!) Oh well.

Below is a selection from my newest book, The Anonymity of Waiting. It is a meditation on change and loss and how to fill these vacuums in life.

Empty Hands

There, on the corner, that used to be
Button Jewelers and Watch Repair.

Next to it was…something else,
I can’t remember.

Where the dollar store is now
there was a J.C. Penney.

This building
with crumbling bricks
where I wait
was a record store.

A ghost sighs in my chest.

My hands lie at my sides,
empty.

Trembling, I fold them.

Together,
they hold onto each other,
and fill with prayer.

Published by mrteague

Teague McKamey lives in Washington state with his wife and two children. Teague’s poetry has appeared in several journals and in self-published books. He blogs at thevoiceofone.org and awanderingminstrel.com. In all areas of life, Teague desires that Christ may be magnified in his body (Php. 1:20).

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