writing poetry
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6 months is half a year is a lifetime
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≻: 6 months is half a year is a lifetimeI. Sunshowers come unexpectedly, with the first warning drops breakingThrough the light like some god’s arrows. That is the kind…
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Penelope’s Tears
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≻: Penelope’s TearsOdysseus’ journey to Ithaca was his lot toSuffer as he remains adrift far from home,Alone. His lovely wife, wise Penelope, Who…
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Unhappiness in our own way
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≻: Unhappiness in our own wayWe have slightly less than a monthBefore this umbilical tie is severed by theRoar of the Great Pacific and the…
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Like a hyperextended elbow
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≻: Like a hyperextended elbowMy hyperextended elbows have grown up with meLike a hat full of doves I have hidden and will bust outWith…
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Mooring line
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≻: Mooring lineYour body rocks closer till it leans against the jetty with a gentle kissOf seawater and fenders. The tires jostle…
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Motherland
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≻: MotherlandWe orbit around each other as goodbyes draw close. There are only bitter words, accusations, tears springing to my eyes…
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