Category: To Lure a Wild Cat Poetry
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This Isn’t a Break
It’s crazy how many things are not me.I don’t fly south as the seagull above me does.While sitting outside, I can admire the seagull’s sense of direction.I have also learned to hate the species as much as the locals.I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to be a part of something.Learning what animals are ok to […]
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She Texted Him
She texted himI have never been a good illustrator,Never have I seen a face and caught its essence on paper,But I never aspired to be good either.☁️ ☁️ ☁️ I’m good with words, or so I’m told.I can be as brief or as long as I want with concepts.But that is all they are, concepts.☁️ […]
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The Immigrant’s Journey
There is a blind spot in every eye,There is an immigrant walking by.There is a past unseen by every human passing.When you are crossing the streets, do you hear different languages? Can you make out conversations? Or are we all just passing by? In Greek mythology, Orpheus couldn’t look back. Myths always have clear rules […]
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Memory
That pose looked like a memory in the process of making.The person turned around and interrupted what they were doingTo pay attention to what the other person was saying. In my mind, I unpacked the obscure scene in slow motion.I had let my subjective impression stick around until I got to the page.
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The Bath
Two water bottles, a reflection remains. On a white wall, they overlap, but their contents don’t meet just yet. My bath is drawn, my body meets liquid form. How can I feel warm and untouched at the same time? There is a gap on the drain, now less water remains. I can see my skin […]
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Shades of Green
As I see the grass getting greener,I hold this grudge against time.On the other side of the hemisphere,Natural light doesn’t hit as this one does.Different shades of green,That is, in my mind’s eye,I see different shades of green.Conditioned now to think in stations,Spring becomes the same old saying:‘The grass is always greener on the other […]
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If Memory Serves
I know I have been there if memory serves.Recognising, but nonetheless, places of derealisation.The act of going in and out the door isn’t enough.I can’t explain the delay in all my actions today, and I’m sorry I’m late.I have been working, putting on my makeup and sorting things out.I couldn’t find my keys. I had […]
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Don’t Get off the Bus
Don’t get off the bus;We did this last time.We didn’t wait,and then we realised that the last stop was our destination.We had to walk all the way;We also talked for hours,and it rained on the way home.🌧On second thought,That was rather fun for a one-off wrong turn.
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Launderette
I want to make the best of what I have.I want to stay here with you, minus the phone.Here, take it.I don’t need technology reminding me of where or what I’m not currently.You know what?I want to drink water from the tab until I become a tory,Ignore all the climate change signs and deny the […]
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