Anita Atina Poems

Does it matter that I sit here waiting

Worlds apart, not knowing
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A visitor, wise and mellow
Visited a village below
Where among the fields of grain
Stood a grove of sugarcane
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A warm smile, that comes from the heart

Childish glee, at climbing a tree
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The unstated question

Are you angry?
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Strains of an Italian love song

Linger, long after the music has quietened
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A caterpillar sheds her skin, to find a butterfly within

An oyster yields tears of pain, to create a pearl so trim
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We are living a giant puzzle

With pieces all a-swirl
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A dark uneasy fog hovers
Loneliness gnaws carelessly

Strong undercurrents of sadness well up
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It feels like a pause

As my life waits for the past to catch up
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'More later' he says

There's no later
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