elysabeth faslund Poems

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What racist named her a racist?
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I'm walking on Sunshine!
Today!
Easy, soft steps of walking
In Joy!
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I had a sense of you being near. Alone.
The lone hunter stalking with cautious claws
Extended, imprinting the warm earth.
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Caffeine in the morning,
Caffeine in the evening,
Caffeine at suppertime,
(they all lined up neato!)
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Clothes dripping, lined, and pinned.
Afternoon sun sweetening roses...
Almost free of morning's frost...
Morning's price of brown curls.
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Stand tall. Stand true.
From the years your
Mother cut your hair...
You didn't want her to,
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Writing is dangerous...for words follow commands....
If they choose.
Cat Words, scratching claws sharp, with meaning,
Or jibberish, or half-written, haltingly.
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Part your lips to hear the song.
Close your heart to one love.
Open the door to feel safe.
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Venus. Love Goddess?
Sulphuric acid romance...
Molten lava heart.
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Gentle wings soar
Soft dimness past
Twilight.
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