Hold your venom
Do you recognise the instinct
in me, fellow scorpion?
Mots clés strength poetry zodiac
We awake at dawn.
To sink or swim.
Mots clés strength-and-courage
It is just my imagination that flies,
While she is wrapped up in her bedsheets
like a nest.
Mots clés imagination animals dreams flying owl
Where is my oasis? Too far from
here for me to crawl with these
dead legs, refusing to co-operate
Hands and fingers clawing uselessly
through the grains of sand...
Mots clés imagination poetry struggle desert
I fix the cramped, lined pages
with my curious stare. How do you
come to exist?
Mots clés imagination writing dreams writer insomnia
If only
you could have witnessed how
much I have changed: sit alone
in a disused theatre and feel what
I have felt, see how the world has
transformed me, like the metamorphosis
of a caterpillar.
Mots clés growing-up poetry independence changes
We wrote our names in the sand
You crossed mine out: I can't get
back to the way I was.
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