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Monthly Archives: April 2012
Osculations Deprived by Jessica Ni Leacai
Sweetest berries hung rippening on the trees, would they kiss your neck so sweetly as me? Would they caress your shoulders in midnight hours, in a softness slowly silked like folding flowers? With such lips so loved by cupid’s bow, … Continue reading
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Damaged in Making by Jessica Ni Leacai
A wayward man,a severed root, this unnerved problem. These barren streets,these uprooted trees,this jungle town. The empty bottles,the dangling branches,this hazard area. Each patron call,each tree falling,this ill society. This poem can be read on poetry.com - http://poetry.com/poems/204363
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In a Book, you profess by Jessica Ni Leacai
Love is a lie, Peace isn’t for sale, your war ravaged it. Who’s to tell, a sacred ground given, by a God you forget daily. For what prophecy, did you command as appointed, who made you general? Who wrote the laws, a man or so i thought … Continue reading
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To Wish In Haste by Jessica Ni Leacai
If chance would steal a sorrowed stone,and cast it out into the foam,and seagulls fled for foreign skies,how woefully, we’d wish them kind goodbyes. If time elapsed in longer lengths, and builders built on stronger plinths,and houses held much kinder folk,how carelessly, … Continue reading
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To Become Without Me by Jessica Ni Leacai
I called out for you, in the night,so many times, I called.You weren’t there, you never were,you never wept for me, you never. You held that child, cradled in your arms,it not mine, not mine. You whispered love, none for me,your love … Continue reading
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No Change, Only Hope by Jessica Ni Leacai
Why must I embrace, so lovingly true,these terrors that burn through my skin.These bells I sound like alarms, echoes repeated in time, somehow lost. Change must come, I recant dutyfully, but alas, in vain I wait for a train never arriving.Stood at … Continue reading
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Follies filled the flowers by Jessica Ni Leacai
Oh little pleasures, how they delight,so cynically. Those sublime gestures,how they requite, so mystically. Their laughter lent, how they soften, the saddening hours And in our waking,how they hush, the maddening flowers. This poem can be read on poetry.com -http://poetry.com/poems/200562
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An Empty Shell Vacated by Jessica Ni Leacai
Air surpressed of breaths, our remembrance merely dirt. No cause No pause Empty drawers of days, this broken home none names. No welcome door No never more. This poem can be read on poetry.com - http://poetry.com/poems/198843
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Dragging Dead Limbs by Jessica Ni Leacai
My legs eating the cement, how they choked on punctiates, dug, digging pot holes in steps. These feet pulling in gravel, how they dragged your weight, run, running quick sand in veins. Your traction a pulley in me, how my … Continue reading
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