Staring At Lamps

 

the lights danced

before her eyes

even when she closed them tight

zig-zagging shards of light

darted in and out of sight

like a hologram

a three dimensional lie

staring at lamps

 

Copyright October 2017

 

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Minor Surgery

 

that hole

where the knife cut deep

 

and my emotions pooled

like a blood red puddle of discontent

 

now hidden by stitches

as black and clumsy as crow’s feet

 

that hole in my chest

sewn together by the crone of my future self

 

that hole deliberately left

so I could creep inside and hide in myself

 

 

Copyright September 2017

 

Inner Child

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staying within the lines

is not a metaphor for life

even if you feel in colour

 

choose the mood to suit the hue

sharpen your pencil with a tongue

watch your inner child concentrating

 

 

Copyright September 2017