Diana van den Berg Poems

Amusing, too
how wrong
and how right
I can be!
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She was caught
between two circles
of razor-wire
above the spikes
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As she gazed,
pensively,
into the storybook
of the leaping flames,
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Burgundy kisses,
red wine sweet on heart-lips
too lush to forget.
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A couple of weeks ago
I gave multiple-birth
to twenty-one babies
and now in my back garden
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I mean about
how and to whom
you moved on.

You must be laughing
...

She lifted lightly a strand
Of breeze-blown hair
Out of her eyes
Where she stood
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Solutions of all kinds
are deeply satisfying,
(Hannibal’s “I LLLove it when a plan comes together” and all that)
but sometimes
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Although she really did
get the message –
it was just that she was hoping
that it would have been kinder
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As she whispered his name
there were trees sighing low,
in a mournful refrain.
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