Suzanne Hayasaki Poems

I don't want to be grumpy company.
I don't want to dampen your happiness
By laying my complaints down on paper
And them sending them to you, expecting solutions.
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As I walk familiar paths
At no particular pace
Towards no particular goal
I let my eyes and my mind wander.
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Right now I sit
Like a lizard on a brick wall
Clinging to tiny crevices
As everything around me crumbles.
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I am Buddha with a womb.
Strip me to the skin and set me in the sun.
I will bathe, I will bask, I will bloom.
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Silence is the true vernacular of love.
Passion rings in the spaces between the words.
Compassion expands in the snatches between the sounds.
Souls know they need no rhymes to send a love poem floating to a mate.
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Do you see me?
Look closer.
I am she!
The woman walking calmly through the throng.
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Let it rain.
I won't complain.
I'll stay in bed,

Warm and dry,
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Bring me flowers
And I will display them in a vase
In the center of a single table
In an empty entryway
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Let me be your pillow.
Let my lap provide a place
For your head to rest
When the world becomes too hard to face.
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I don't read a book.
I fall into league with it,
Or fight the writer,
Kicking and screaming,
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