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Broken
Something’s broken – finished – no longer there I can’t quite name what it is But I sense it is not whole anymore – not enough It has been given away ..far too much – far too many times It has been shattered.. fractured beyond being made whole again I don’t know when I broke…
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An Ode to Alice
Beef stew. Jasmine buds. Sandalwood.Sweet smells. Pungent memories.Calloused fingers. Gentle heart.Ethereal smile, ugly fortune.A story of Beauty.And a beast.A story not of her making,Not of her choice.Yet the twinkle in her eyes,The kindness in her words,The joy in her songs,Unyielding. Unwavering.A legacy built with love.Through the lives she bore.Her creations amid a storm.Her offspring. Her…
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Full Circle
Little girl looked into the mirrorHer eyes filled with wonderHer face glowing with prideShe grinned a wide smile at herselfAs she preened and posed and angledHer hair patted and coiffed with her father’s BrylcreemHer pouty lips reddened with her mother’s Lakme lipstickHer face flawless with her aunty’s foundation stick and highlighter6 inches taller in her…
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Wheel of Fortune
The clown of destiny Endless, relentless, unstoppable Sowing his treacherous cards Over a bleak and tired earth Cards of dread Of misery, hunger, hope and pain For all the world to reap and rejoice For all the world to reap and mourn The world’s fate Hangs precarious On his uni-wheel of fortune
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Ruby’s Cube
Ruby. Sweet Ruby Square peg, round hole Pushed and prodded. Removed. Relocated. Aligned. Realigned Repositioned Neat homogeneous rows, Of Red – to match the undrawn curtains. Then Green – Like bile, Caught in her throat – when fear said hello. Maybe yellow -like her dead mother’s Crocs. Unmoored. Unsecured. Constantly in motion. Everybody’s Ruby.