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always always

walking sideways
has always
been my thing.

 singing always,
always singing,
hoping for
new beginnings.

beginning to learn
to walk again
after an un-graceful
fall.

learning to smile again
after feeling
nothing at all.

nothing at all.

~my humble  entry to poetics at dVerse Poets Pub ~ say it again, Sam! ~ hosted by  Hedgewitch (Joy Ann Jones) on the theme of repetition in poems.

In Between

There is someone inside me.

Hello?!Who are you?

There is someone inside me.

She takes over,

She changes me.

She never asks if she may.

She never says how long she’ll stay.

And when she’s around

I turn quiet, I frown.

There is someone inside me.

Hello?!Who’s there?

When she’s inside me

There’s nobody there.

I turn empty…

Sad…

Alone…

Who’s there?

Get out!

Let Me Be!

There is someone inside me.

She is confused.

There is someone inside me.

She may come only for a day,

But, she may stay, and stay, and

stay.


Purim

It’s good to have a day a year
To be a witch.

I’m in the clear of saying
Mean things
Truing evil in my being
Breathing something I
Must hide.

It’s evil to have this day
To let me out
To sneer and be
Just a very real
Part
Of
Me.

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