June Curtis Poems

The selfish side of me
That whispers suicidally:
End this hollow melancholy
Burns away
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My face red and my feet brown
Can’t get me out of bed today
My week - cycle of trivia and
All I think of is the tomorrow
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Little black boat, in the lagoon
Grey, green, or blue
Placid and beautiful
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A few days ago I tried to sink an iceberg,
But instead, I almost sank,
Calmly and sadly, in my thoughts
Deep as the sea itself.
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