tanka – I Write Her

I See A Future

The present is bleak.
I spy the cryptic message,
then climb the ladder.
Could it really be for me,
this better future I see?

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waking up alone
peace, quiet, serenity
stillness awaits me
one soul, all alone, happy
sleeping by myself again

my humanity
wrapped up in skin, no escape
everything stirs me
coping, reacting, that’s life
but this space is confining

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We have the money.
But where is kindness today?
Indifference sucks.
NO MORE “I got mine, fuck you!”
MORE love and compassion now!!

poppy

protected by troops

legally a painkiller

black trade heroin

either way, people dying

by the hundreds and thousands

you dared to cross me
watch as I brew your ending
with a single hair
bubble, bubble. your trouble
laughing as your life drains out

Enjoyed creating this, Hélène! Had never tried this type of poem before. 🙂