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Sprouting by Jessica Ni Leacai
I let the lilies lie in their lilted lullabies, of corners that cobwebs craved their cries, When flowers fell in gardens not groomed, and all creatures crawling craved rays of the moon. While humans hindered lights that lit night’s street, … Continue reading
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When Windows Pull Me Forward by Jessica Ni Leacai
When, in hours I held my harms from action, the winds of windows pulled me forward, And asked my leaping loneliness to plunge the night’s air affirmingly. Refusing, I reeled and remorsed these retractions, with hollowed heaving in gasping grief, … Continue reading
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In March, In Step, All Trampled in Fury
People, they steeped, stepping, they thought necessarily nerved, and I, not knowing kindly why. I could not keep my questions, my quizzical nature of needing, knowledge of why things were. How they hurried here this time, in such comical canters chosen, … Continue reading
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Of Structure and Grace Formed by Jessica Ni Leacai
I would wish myself a wall, a fortress of forgotten time, of stone surfaces in buildings built. No towers there trapping me, nor my heart so horridly bound, And I not melted in marbled moments. No faked fallacy, No whispered … Continue reading
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Only Common In Expiration by Jessica Ni Leacai
Anger, anxious , I boil to lengths fueled. Insistence, igniting my flames uncouth. No sense No structure Hath minds meticulate of nothing known, expired? Do they transmit void valiancy of non variants? In uncertain signals In uncertain urgencies Versified meters, … Continue reading
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Tagged ashes to ashes, behaviour, belfast, books, burning, dust to dust, education, flame, ignition, ignorance, ireland, irish, Jessica Ni Leacai, life, northern ireland, Only Common In Expiration, passion, poem, poet, poetry, society, ulster, writer
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To Ashes Left Of Want by Jessica Ni Leacai
If the souring of my soul was not forced by putrid airs, I would greet the grimmest days with generosity. But I am held here in this dormancy, and I would not warm the coldest creatures. For my heart’s hearth … Continue reading
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The Day the Wolves Came by Jessica Ni Leacai
I on this hill of hatred, harming myself for missions unfulfilled, These culling chastisements, I cast on my burdened back, and my words wasted,no worth nor use to you. Expelled from ears, unwilling for my merciless devices, I am but wasted … Continue reading
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Windows In Daylight Disruption by Jessica Ni Leacai
Inertia exclaimed in dizzying depths, Of carpenters coursing hammers heavily. Windows wide for breezes blowing, Sit anxiously attendants unnervingly unkept. Opals opened more perplexedly posed, As caffeine craved alights anatomy. This poem can be read on poetry.com- http://poetry.com/poems/336012
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Blind Are Their Books by Jessica Ni Leacai
What would one care of said dormant despairs, With notions nailed furiously in frozen stares. Heads held suspending self serving wares, Ornaments of ornate ideas implement scares. Nonchalant nerves trip thoughts ensnared, Forming a fleshed falant of eyeing impaired. Minds … Continue reading
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