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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
Showing posts with label unwanted guests. Show all posts
Showing posts with label unwanted guests. Show all posts

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Trespass

image by Banksy
I finally got you out of my life
Now stop trespassing in my mind!
You trample through my thoughts
like some pesky kid
who cuts through the neighbor's yard
back and forth from school every day
No matter how many times
I chase you away
You always come back
and always with
that stupid smirk!

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Flash 55 Plus

Sunday, July 13, 2014

Never Forget

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It never really goes away, does it?
Some mornings I wake up and forget
for a little while
But sooner or later
the skipped heartbeat comes
and with it, the realization
that nothing has changed.

Constant companion
never invited but
arrived with suitcases nonetheless
establishing squatter's rights in the bloodstream.

We lie down at night;
it is the space between us.
We hold hands in the sunlight;
it is the shadow overhead.
We float in the ocean;
it is the undertow that pulls us out to sea.

We are never alone now
It is with us always,
lurking like a lie,
waiting to come crashing down
Crushing
us.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge, Claribel Alegria