Poetry
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The plant
It’s the first day that I’m waiting For my plant to grow. The third times a charm, I told my plant as I grew impatient, “I’ll replant You” I have said. Once, I buried the pit of a mango I… Continue reading
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From the Moon
The sphere That becomes the sun, well Not becomes the sun. It looks Blue. From afar, that’s what we used Thousands of years ago to guide Our journeys; it looked like A light to us from here.… Continue reading
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Your Being
Ode to your benign Longevity. Like a ray that pierced the atmos- Pheres And emits the light of stars And stars; Supernova. Like light, bright-like light Shining When there is no sun – Your light was piercing through and through;… Continue reading
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Two Lines That You Follow
Two lines that you follow,Not single file like elementarySchool; Two lines not paths, forThere are many paths oneMay follow and can cross. Two lines where-withinstructure meets premiseMeets subtext meetsclause meetsPurpose meets context meets. Meets muse. Two lines where-Within everything met;… Continue reading
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Up
There is a well I’veKnown. A deep grey space thatlooks like day old clay where tosorrows fled. I’m sad for sorrow’s sake. It was deep and grey.Dwell the well, Where I fell heavily. Damp, cold, deep greycrevasse Where ILaughed. I… Continue reading
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People That
People thatYou don’t know, (I.e.) like“I know you by this many degrees”Kind of People. That you metIn your trauma. The people you metBefore you may have started Falling from your syntheticHigh; From the smoke and the fire. From whom your… Continue reading
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The Seasons
The terms of the seasons For example; why the fall Fall. In January I slipped, April 15th was the day I recognizedThe seasons. It was Spring then. Spring me to SummerPlease, For I can’t wait any longer For the Winter. Continue reading
