Radhica Laukaran

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He planted a peck on her forehead,
She woke startled then enraged.
He pulled out all the stops to coax her
Cajole her to copulate. Nothing worked
...

I drink in the deep through half-moons
when sails flap to shift the gears of life
as sockets strain, steering away from deadly
current. Winds shell out salt to season seasons
...

O' you that sit upon the sea
Of life and health and harmony,
What is it that you really are....
A fish, a float, a fallen star?
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Earth has lost the praise of heaven
But has gained the curse of hell,
Man lies barren like the desert-
In the grip of grab and sell
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Spirit Divine, mystery of the mind,
Moving unhindered through space and time,
Give to thought and feeling a form
With ageless nature from first dawn-
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Two o'clock. The phone called them out of bed
to blind blackness, where bracing they fell
into a chapel of rest and stared
at themselves lying lifeless but wrapped warmly.
...

Sifting through pungent poems pitched,
your assegais skate off armour and shield
impotent as Smith's talismanic magic.
Those false words are nets cast to sea
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The Best Poem Of Radhica Laukaran

On First Planting A Peck

He planted a peck on her forehead,
She woke startled then enraged.
He pulled out all the stops to coax her
Cajole her to copulate. Nothing worked
And his battery ran flat. He tapped soft notes
But not the right key and it hardened her resolve.

If they were two praying mantes, he knew
He'll be lunch and that was not going down.
He had to move fast to be first and get
It on for when a row folds, brutality ensued.
Her face was a tiger's head and a growl
Signalled attack… Shame. He could have braced
And based this bird if she had remained
The chick she sometimes pretended to be.

Now, he was tussling with an Albatross
Stripped of royalty, robust and strong,
Its beak battering his head like a mace.
A bird that briefly became a sparrow
Slipping away towards the thickets
Scooting past his chin like a left hook
That he caught by chance in a snare
And realized he was gripping the wild
Cat by the scruff of neck as her paw
Struck him with the force of a Megalodon
And he dropped like a dead fish on the floor.

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