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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I see saltwater lurking in the bay of your big brown eyes uncrinkled by your smile.   Eyes begging, like me, please, asking, am I beautiful? Eyes that scan the indifferent screen counting ‘likes’ and ‘followers’. I would follow you anywhere. But who you’re looking for is cooler th...
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    I’d rather burn black an’ walk in the sun than stand in the shade all my life. Ah, frown from under your flowery umbrella – I’ll walk in the sun if I like.   I’d rather see sunlight speckling my skin, feel afternoon warmth seeping in to me, lean my chin on the wall betwe...
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    Early morning and the fringes of a mosquito net and long slender fingers that worked a web of sunshine and caught a moment of magic - a moth, saying good morning, that laughed with its wings and laughed with me and the lemony net and for one moment in the morning-quiet room, we three were magic....
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    A leaf, green tinged with baby-red Unfurls on its stalk. And smooth, glossy hair, and a curly head Bend over it and talk of things as only eight-year-olds can And swear they’ll always be friends. They leave the tree, walk holding hands, to where the strange path bends. A leaf, full blown...
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    The cigar smoke curled into a halo around his graying head. Yesterday's newspaper lay open at a page showing a man, healthy, vigorous, with a cigarette. A small smile curled his lips and he let his gaze drift on the smoke to the window. * * * * * * He reached behind the counter...
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    Ballerina, slim and tall, in a frilly skirt Flaming halo 'round her head, 'round her stage much mirth Singing, clapping hands, as she, on her creamy dais With cherry footlights illumined flickers in the gaze Of fifteen tiny humans. One final pirouette, A screwed up nose, a whispered ...
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    Dear Lord, Sometimes the days go slow, and other times they fly, And soon before you know it, it's time to say goodbye To pleated skirts and bells and scribbled pictures on the board; To turn away and start your journey down a stranger road. But we have luggage for the way, a kit to keep...
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    A slim crescent hangs suspended from gossamer threads In the gently purpling sky And the clouds low on the horizon. The trees and the towers are shadows, Silhouettes on the boulevard. The lamps go on in the park, The fireflies come out and dance in the grass. Fly up and pretend you're ...
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    When I look up at the stars I think of Vaharai. I press my chin to the cool steel bars And stare up at the tiny pinpricks of light. Wonder if they’re wishing on that star tonight, Standing in the dirt road, small bare feet on the ground Face upturned to the night wind’s touch Raggedy dress...
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    And yesterday, he went. Picked up his cap, said briefly, goodbye, stepped out into the noon sun and walked away. I thought for a moment I would cry as his quick footsteps on the pavement grew faint and faded to echoes in my mind. I didn’t cry. I didn’t cry – I’m saving my tears, Savi...
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    Yesterday morning you woke too soon, And not lying in bed as the sensible do, Ventured out to speed the moon On his way, and greet the new Day; in a world of dew and things Not lawful, all, for human eyes- You look and one small, lone leaf spins…… You stoop to see if you could spy The sp...
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    We walked slowly back to the bus leaving behind small, clinging arms, sticky kisses, the burning Batticoloa sun. And five days spent speaking a broken mix of language, that somehow, everyone understood. My hand searched the limp pocket of my uniform. Found, beneath the relay lists, and ...
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    June arrives, with ramboutan and weddings in her wake. The lower grades only ever have time for the fruit. Paper bags brimming with hairy plunder passed under tables in math class. In the upstair classes – A/L grades A/L girls sit among last year's ghosts, Dreaming. Of June and weddin...
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    My grandmother has a blue glass bowl filled with blue glass marbles. They were coins in the markets of Childhood. My sister and I kept shop - the smaller ones would eat their change…… We stayed, ‘til the day we sold out Our shares in childish games. And the shop passed down to...
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    It burns. Red-gold beings dance above it, Escape into the night sky. It crackles. With the autumn-crunch of leaves beneath your boots. Fingers snapping impatiently as another marshmallow bursts into flame. The red, glowing meshes, finely woven, trap the dark wood and rise, in golden,...
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    I'm sorry I forgot that price was different from cost, I rather hate this subject and that's why I'm looking lost I have to draw these diagrams when all I want to chart Is the mysterious Tigris flowing through Persia's heart. Demand and supply interest me but slightly - eve...
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    The worst thing about being a public persona they say Is that you have to act all very proper every day. And never jump and clap and shout when your team wins, you see, But stand quite straight and smile aloof and clap decorously. Or maybe it's the way that people expect you to know Jus...
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    On the curve of the grey, snaking road Cut by slashes of yellow- the colour of picture-raincoats Out of place in the clear grey morning. The bus kids saw it first; pointing across the ashen waves- murmuring, whispering, sullen waves- floating face up in the brine. Saw it and stopped, st...
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    I'll find you one day, I know. Sitting in the dappled shade of a bougainvillea tree Legs sprawled over the grass, Laughing up with the sun in your eyes. And we'll go, you and I, and eat strawberry ice cream in the sun Letting our toes sink into the warm sand. And we'll talk, or maybe we w...

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