Helen C Capan Poems

a song for Mama

The sun's early rays
awakened her eyes;
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Of money, credit, or coin
for giving, getting, or guarding
evaluate
the Coldness of the heart.
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A flame has been kindled
Again in my heart
That had ceased to believe
That lovers don’t part.
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Stinging eyes,
Heavy head,
I need to shut down
And go to bed.
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Unbent and untwisted,
Perfected and pure,
Revealing
I am
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I see it ahead
just beyond the trees
The light filters more brightly
the closer I get.
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DIRECTED TO those responsible for pump prices

They tax the gas;
They tax the bread;
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I thought the darkness
would be cold,
But found that blindness
has been gold.
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SPLITS

When one becomes two,
Soon two become each.
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Whitewashed
pointy plank pickets
aligned along
a long line
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