lei fraser
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Rail against reality The shutter ignored after the depression Of the button No, I do not want to see What you see Do i? You see like the stars do Wide like the arms of the sky I am an ant hiding in the sugar bowl Seeing what you do How you do Is like…
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I am listening Me: are you? yes Me: no you aren’t. you are looking at me through the lens of that Argus. How old is it? it’s vintage. Me: no really? How old is it? 52 Me: yes that is old. I told you Me: what do you see? where? Me: when you look at…
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beginning Would you like something? The tea here is nice. Green tea, Roobios, Cranberry and Lemon, Earl Grey, White tea, South African Red tea, blueberry tea, peppermint, mango peach, mandarin, Red Rose… my cupboard is full. Probably I have a couple dozen varieties. Milk, cream, sugar? White, brown, honey? I made you some cookies. Chocolate…
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II into the cracks and crevices this scattering to the finest grain of sand scrabble on all fours to the darker corners hooded eyes waiting, watching hoping praying breathing hope undone like shoelaces forgotten in haste disregarded as moments play where did I go? where did life go? where did love go? stillness found on…
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I pricked finger bleeds like any other stains and fallen drops spell out questions meant to fade into the grains and sworls of yesterday billowing clouds fold the sky sunlight calls forlorn grey meets shafts of gold trees sway in time to birdsong innocently, I stand and watch a stranger looking in what may my…
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listening to the leaves talking together quietly as I fall to sleep ~
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Only explore red words And you will Remember yesterday as breath Deep like bones ~ Secret coupling From wholesome to shadow Who brings the lies home? Cut frame one breath Kills life – shunned ~ Dark sad windows Prisoner blind reproached Word idle but deep Like a cup of Brilliant universe ~ Devoured breath We…
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broken butterfly wing found hidden on the lakeshore strength to keep flying in the dunes, butterfly struggles to rise up over the sand tip lost the wind strong heart continues to beat in spite of the odds ~
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Along curves, where tears flow, I walk in growing circles. Words to prop me upward, keep my head above when drowning threatens, are hidden in the spaces between where I write. Pen ink spills the heart, a stain on the white page, like a knife through the vein. Love has Fallen Into the crevices and…
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magnet poetry created on http://www.twittermagnet.com …. whatever arrives: daughter sister universe embrace joy warm the window kiss to all remember life ~ our heart dance drawn we melt this change speak brother young blue laugh quiet poetry ~ embrace the dank wild dog haunt the sacred ocean bleed peace and look at the fresh flower…
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Hey You! Sneaking passed the corner Of the window frame Sitting smugly In the corner Behind the untouched lines Of curtain strings That I had forgotten to tie back I know you from the lines you throw Against the floor at my feet Shadows pulling you outward And smashing you against the wall Until you…
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I am paralyzed by hope distracted by the attentive and raptured serious and abrasive who’s siren call entices me to follow the delicate and complacent lines Stoic in my congeniality I want to wrestle the serious free of itself and ground it in the laughter that I thought I had once lost Impetuous, I am…