Breathe a little, Live a little, Yearn a little, Burn a little
Alka
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Poem: Why I am angry
She is flawed and foolish and arrogant and thoughtless, I’m not. She is quiet and polite and courteous. I’m not.
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Poem: What is death?
And I pray That one day When I go no one will mourn I leave in peace as I was born.
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My Kite
A sharp tug, then a snap and away it flew,My beautiful kite, high above the trees, before I knew.Maybe I had pulled too hard, or too soft or used the wrong string,Maybe I should have brought it down or up or done something.Velvety purple paper, vivid with pride and life,A golden yellow dragon, rampant, standing…
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The Moment
I don’t remember holding either of my girls like this, in perfect peace, mind focused solely on the soft wisps of hair ruffled by the tiny askew cap. I don’t remember feeling this effortless love untinged by judgement or anxiety, am I doing this right? This was simple, sublimely pure, the moment of holding the…
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In me the river flows is set of poems that describe the complex layers of betrayal and grief to resolute determination, with calm pools of compassion through it.
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