karen sinclair Poems

The vast emptiness, which engulfs me,
Is so persistently painful,
If I gorge,
Until overindulgence,
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Two years ago...
A spritely
Human angel in a little pale pink nighty and slippers
Lean't over
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My
White spirit is lifted
And poured ceremoniously yet with an air of joy
As colours are mixed upon the plate
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How i wish
Those
.........touting
.....................poets
...

Is it ok?
To wrap myself
Around your self
To oblige our need
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Frozen land dissipates with the first titanium crack
Which slowly spreads and widens through Greenland's fair back
Teasing onwards further rips glorious sapphire streams
Mine mind could not create this beauty even in my dreams
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Sarson blue pagan stone, stand sentential
As reverence
To mankind
Who feared all that was mystical
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The dusty window frames her form
Silhouetting her fragility as evening falls
With hands as gnarled oak
Clasping the unvarnished rocking chair
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Solitude scratches as an aggravating child within my walls
I did not invite her with opened arms, beckon
Nor call....
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Tears hung as re-guarded chandeliers
Unwelcome and yet they arrive
The entourage of my mourning glory
And she was my morning glory
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