Learning Curve

Tiny hands, shaking, steadying, grasp

Fingers and nipples

Growing hands hold pencil firmly 

Numbers and letters appear

Hands stretch out, reaching for ivory keys

Music fills the air

Strong hands gently embrace

Gold ring slides into place

Time marches on climbing the learning curve

Seeking the pinnacle of mastery

Tired hands reaching, shaking 

Seek fingers and cups

Worn hands marked with spots and lines

Scrawl barely legible forms

Wise hands lightly touch white ivory keys 

With silent song in the air

 Knowing hands brush  softly against dusty

Hammers and drills

Time marches on descending the learning curve

Entering the valley of memories






About leeroc3

I am a psychologist by trade. I enjoy excursions into the mind. I have only written professional reports and research articles in the past. I find the freedom to explore and investigate through writing to be exhilarating. An even greater challenge is to learn to work with technology. I will attempt to please the electronic Gods and enter the world of the future. Many of my writings have already focused on the tensions we face in a changing world. Good luck to us all.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Learning Curve

  1. talebender says:

    A nice trip through the ascending and descending curves of life, poetically worded. I especially liked the reference at the end to memories.

    Like

  2. gepawh says:

    Very poetic.

    Like

Leave a comment