Lauma Lapa

To be blind –
the inability to see
To walk, stumbling.
With every step –
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I am nobody’s land.
Like a hurricane, the feelings
Rush over me, they
Come and they go
...

Amongst the wise I stand disguising
that flame of heart that would depart
only with the embers of soul.
...

Come, dance with me,
Quoth Death,
I will teach thee
This
...

At times…
there are moments that
make
one absolutely naked.
...

A forget-me knot on thy forehead,
A never-remember sign in thy eyes.
Raindrops will cease their dancing
When that quietest sparkle dies.
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***
A body lying broken
upon the strand of time:
like so much trash.
...

Out of boredom
Come wild thoughts.

I look at the maples
...

I live somewhere
far away from the place
they call my home.
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*****
Like a mortally wounded animal,
retreating to the rock of refuge;
Like a ship, captainless,
...

Grass
Still green.
Leaves
Still brilliant.
...

rain
drizzling in plain
sheets over the
asphalt where
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