ann rta Poems

Stray cat with scarlet mouth
haunting and prowling the night streets.

Shiny boots cling
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You asked me a question,
And I'll tell you what?
It is better content
Than fed up with your lot.
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Fly east my beautiful child,
To lands of temples and prayers.
Seek the meaning of life,
Climb up the golden stairs
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Before I die I want to see
realms of gold and mystery.
I want to fly through the sky
to places different to my eyes.
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Being alone in my room,
with my companions
quiet and solitude.
I reflect on the day,
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Standing on wet, sand,
feet paddling into its embrace.
under a brilliant, sky
lit by a glowing, sun.
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I search every man's face hoping it might be you
and every man's face I want to transform so that it is you.
I want to take a scrubbing brush and rub their faces away
and paint yours upon the blank surface that is left
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I'll keep the curtains drawn tightly,
thank goodness
they're thick and heavy so
no dawn light will creep through them.
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You braved the battlefields in France
and fought for freedom and the future.

You saw the unsung heroism of men
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Limp as a fish lying on shingle
having fought to exhaustion
to try to stay in the salty sea.
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