Joy slips through my fingers
Like an elusive stranger
Like water in the palm
Of my hand
Like air in
A bubble

I hope



21 thoughts on “Elusive

  1. I love the word elusive. Though it has a very sad meaning in your poem, to me the word implies ‘hard to catch or get ahold of, but not impossible.’ I’m glad your character has hope, because I think if she’s determined, she’ll catch her joy πŸ™‚

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