Tag: free verse
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UBC rose garden (postcards from Canada)
golden hour melodiesleads me throughcampus grounds, intokaleidoscope hues. i am lost, indream state.dissassociations,sweet reverie. forest greenover-grown leaves, embellishinginfancy to decay. a bold watercolor palette, of silky satins folded with care.some painted flushed, like cheeks from a first kiss.or canary yellow, like the innocence of childlike wonder. or the boldness of a swan’s fluttering, on midnight skylines. some…
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sea to sky highway (postcards from canada)
“cmon, Kerri, we’re picking you up in an hour! we’ve got a surprise for you.” oh. i want to say no. i’m so tired. still, i should go. i don’t want to let them down. a campus pickup, in a silver rav 4. canadian nostalgia. i sit in the back seat. i watch city scenesevaporateto forest green..ocean blue..and mountain high. familiar territories, we…
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Morse Code
Don’t edit, speak up, speak clear, You have been stationary too long Befriend the chaos you crave, So we can deconstruct with grace. The music, too loud but we need it. It sedates my mind violently. Brings me back to now, Whatever the fuck is in the now. (these are strange times, haven’t you heard?)…
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Patience, Love Unknown
I suppose this is what they call longing A subtle yearning to dissolve solitude. I think of “him”, whom I have not yet met, Or here but slyly hidden in the shadows. Only time will resolve the heart’s pondering. I wonder often, With non-attachment, Who he is, where he is, Is he living his truth?…
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