Donna Ialongo Poems

selfish hearts do seldom
love, create a star or
biud a moon. moon's
are sung by poeted
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slippery tongues and
scissored speech patch the
way to the sweet din of
quiet. licensed liars
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a woman, sunken in stars,
mirrored in hate, can love a
little and much unloved can pray hardly
wanting more. this child woman
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today i am remembered that i am dust
but tears for worms accomplish
little. and tears for realists
less. why must reasons
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the beckoner laughs thru my hair
as i dream on the sea. the
stinging fizzle of spray kisses
my face like a lover's hand.
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she smiles at my silliness
and sobs alligator tears when
i'm a nogood.
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laughing crazily my soul
and i jump running into a
boat so small. drumming
away from the shore non-
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i have found it. walking through the quiet
door of your eyes, i have found it. it was
perched on a waxy lily and slid to the
spear stems screaming alleluia. i
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a false spring
made the bus's fumes quiver
in false delight.
a silent smiled good morning
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4 years he spent for a June.
all in love
with minds as great as his.
caught in the pressures
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