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Ms. Hush Hush

Hush hush

She started it,

With her forefinger placed as a guard in front of her lips.

She forbids my laughter from unraveling,

Commanding me to remain focused.

She tells me about ghosts,

She wants to catch one,

Hoping to have a friend among them.

 

Hush hush

She starts to speak again,

Still with her forefinger guarding her lips

A sign to forbid me from laughing

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Age 3

Age 3

Think of the child age 3 what she will do when she’s older

Who will be annoy who will she love where will she work

What will her mum think of her the bosses in work

Not to mention family members who’re older

Know so much more and those rival friends

Who name call pull hair bite scratch bully

The gal can learn karate to grow in and out

Becoming a black belt teacher an...

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Metamorphous

You’re right

3 years ago, I viewed frogs as aliens

Now I wonder whether they’re angels

Months ago, I hated the sound of songbirds

Now I write their songs

I tweet along

Everything I did, I did do

It still was

Even if it no longer is

Whatever I am

I still am what I was

Even if I no longer am

You’re right

I was right and now I’m left

But the person I was hasn...

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Jigsaw

JIGSAW

 

Brunette. Blonde

Black. Grey

I am auburn.

 

Hazel. Green

Brown. Blue

I am Grey.

 

Tabs, blanks

Pockets, sockets

Corners, middles

I am unique.

 

Flat pieces; four points

Innies and lock

The back

always Grey

 

Without me, you are not complete

With me, we are replete

 

A needle in the haystack

melancholic morning

Smea...

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A Part

My bed is still warm

When the next body rolls in

But I'm not

I'm numb

Until,

Your body

- Or his -

- Or hers -

Envelopes mine

And I can breathe

Because

I am consumed

I am part of you,

Of someone that lives

That moves

That loves

I am

I was

I will be

Because I'm not apart

Just a part

Of something

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A Dream Come True

Feelings that once were hidden
Are now expressed to you.
Days that once were stormy
Are now the brightest blue.

Times that once were lonely
Are now filled with pleasure.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things we both treasure.

Nights that once were cold
Are now comforting and warm.
Fears that once were very real
Are now gone with the storm.

A heart that once was broken
Can ...

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Hide Jekyll, Hyde!

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Part demon, part angel,
your gaze draws me nigh.
Part animal, part divine;
the celestial hosts sigh.

Doubts leak like a broken tap,
assurances cloud the sky.
Drip and drop to fill the gap;
your balmy words can't dry.

An easel for pigments to trap;
row by row hung from a vine.
Libation pressed flesh and sap;
A bloodied cudgel rests supine.




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