Angela Dodge Poems

1.)

i am waiting for the next time
i can watch you sleep
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The endless yearning and searching
For things we so desire
To move on, move up, move out
Hungering for the fire.
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Mandalas
Around and 'round we go
Dipping and weaving
Fast then slow
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dangerous days are up ahead
possibly already here
I watch you from a distance
I call you to come a bit near
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I exorcise my demons with words
Daily, I write and write
I discard and I write again
Words are powerful talismans
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Sleek and shiny,
Slippery little slinky
With her smoke-coloured face
Giving rough kisses on your nose
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We are stacked on top of one another
Little cubicles of home and hearth
Absorbing the heat and aura,
The odor and essence
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Peering through a humid curtain
Feeling as if I could wring the air
And squeeze out drops of water
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The ringing begins, the builders, they breathe-
Exhaling a low thrumming sound
The stones begin to rustle like leaves
Slowly twirling up, off the ground
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Some nights, some nights
I stay up too late
I drink too much
I find myself writing in the dark
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