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going back.

we waited for seasons
to sink

and slowly
no children came around
with their kites

lilies kept their eyes and faces
rinsing in mornings

one day
tinyfooted buddha-boy
tiptoed from nowhere,
read my crumpled poetry
and sacrificed it to the sun.

-
he stole your sister’s flower, didi

I told you
while you slept like Lalon’s faith

go back to sleep, nightfall
go back
.

Author notes

didi- sister.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lalon

i chose flowers.

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  • AJ Morelli gold member
    October 3, 2008
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    this is wonderful...



    al


  • Cat
    October 2, 2008

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    'one day
    tinyfooted buddha-boy
    tiptoed from nowhere,
    read my crumpled poetry
    and sacrificed it to the sun.'


    this in particular is lovely- so much to love in this poem-
    lilies kept their eyes and faces?... i am a little lost with that?..

    love this piece as a whole esha dear...

    m


    • iverbthenoun
      October 6, 2008
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      it confuses me too ...because i forgot to remove those brackets... lol, whew i think you figured that out... damn the internet!!! i wish i had it before today... oh well wait for a few more days... i will be back to you... i promise


  • just mercedes gold member
    September 11, 2008
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    this took my heart, and turned it back. my nickname, for my family, is DeeDee.


  • Grunts Girl silver member
    September 11, 2008

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    suzi and i both found the strongest part of this and cherished it!
    now with this and suzies... what am i doing lol...
    so strong, so unique and real
    and
    soft


  • charcoal
    September 11, 2008

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    this poem has the softness of a lullaby even though it's an action packed drama


    • iverbthenoun
      September 11, 2008
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      action packed drama....LOLOLOLOLOLOL okay thanks... you remind me of namita...

  • Suzanne Dia
    September 10, 2008

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    'one day
    tinyfooted buddha-boy
    tiptoed from nowhere,
    read my crumpled poetry
    and sacrificed it to the sun.'


    this...and the dialog that follows -- breathtaking, esha

    I love you


  • the atlantic
    September 9, 2008

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    i absolutely love the first two stanzas esha. you have so much versatility with your writing. only qualm maybe 'sacrificed it to the sun'? i loved the lalon reference, and the ending, mmmmmmmm

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