reinalie jorolan Poems

Deep….so very deep
A whirlpool of silvery grief
Turning and turning
‘til everything is as if
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“My Cup of Tea”

My lips parted
in surreal anticipation
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Here she pulled the feathery strings of love
Hoping glory would pour from heavens above
From her little heart
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What wings are they
Which took her far from sanity,
and brought her bliss with little hiss?
Oh...it's the kiss
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WHEN the HEART IS BREAKING
you can hear it shingling....
almost deafening,
like nothing in life could matter
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Three ten…the class is over,
I said…”I did not need an ice cream fix”
For today is another day better,
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In the land of my distant childhood
Where dream catcher was kept untold
And violence at home hit the roof
Like hungry bats swooning in the kloof
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There must be a way
To hold the speed back,
The wind behind my ears
The wings of my heels
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At the back of my head
where things hide their faces without frames
I froze in reverie hoping to find the “it” words
The words which can best construe how I can be lost
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In this muted corner of my heart
Fear tells me, good times shall soon depart;
will your 'deep caring' pull me back in
Before i turn to pieces again?
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