Category: Poetry
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Eleven that night
At eleven that night, they took you away masked your face, We all were healers then –
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Small talk makes the man(osphere)
I lie awake and wait and hope… That I won’t have to memorise, Footy scores and cricket stats, Weather charts and car parts, Rehashed advice and cliched epithets…
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That Banned Phrase (For those in Queensland (Australia))
That Banned Phrase (For those in Queensland)
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Comfort
There’s no contorting reply, Not even an empty echo, Just the absorption of silence. I call out and my words – suffocate ? – before I draw breath leaving me wondering… will this warmth be now receding… But perhaps it’s because, you’re holding me – so closely, and quietly – that i never felt there…
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The hidden secret word
I like you more than you like me unless… you are once again – so perfectly – correcting me.
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her daughter’s twilight
My daughter’s fear is – that my nights are lengthening – And mine for her is – that her twilight is approaching – And – as is her wont – she is again postponing – The autumn inevitable – until new winter’s beginning –
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My father’s hands
Though evaporated now, I will always see, His fingers, his hands, my father ever searching for me.
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Strength from your arm
Tiptoeing at first, dancing freely heart touched along the path to set myself free.
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Next Valentine’s Day
It’s been weeks now – glimmers of hope surround me, padding slowly, silently around him – starting to erase the usual doubts, choosing tones dulcet around him -leading up to Valentine’s Day.Meantime each day closer now -the air presses upon me -humidity enveloping around me -softer my voice slower now – sifted words more gently…
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my calling leads me closer to home
I could easily shake that dust away – venture outwards – though I’d rather stay -postpone the first step till tomorrow or, better yet, mid-breadth, stay in again -Or pause, forget, and wait for a cloudless day…Instead I chose to seek the calling that leads me closer to home.Yet though I live in continual contemplation,Trying…
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Why haven’t you smiled these last ten years?
I don’t think I’ve ever seen you smile. Why haven’t you smiled these last ten years? Well if I may be permitted to speak,
