Vera Sidhwa Poems

I beheld verdure of a quizical kind.
It made no sense to me.
All I knew is that I wanted to,
Walk through,
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I walked as far as I could go,
Knowing that one road lead to another,
It required more and more thinking,
About which direction to take.
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My oh my!
Did it scream so loud.
It screamed almost as if it was proud.
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When he fell of the swing,
That small girl picked him up.
When she stood on the teeter totter,
She stood so straight.
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Of all my imaginings I never saw a site,
That perturbed me so, as this sky's light.
Focused on the bank of illuminated clouds,
I played that game of which cloud was shaped how.
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That tiny screaming kid on the block,
Fell of her bike colored blue.
That it made me feel blue too,
For that kid took a big spill on the sidewalk.
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The day I met you,
Though you were eighty-two,
It didn't seem to strike me,
That you were 'old.'
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Today I dunked,
A chocolate chip cookie,
Into a Diet Koke,
And I loved it so.
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Hidden flower of my wildest dream,
Where or where are you? It does seem,
In deserts, green grass or forests
I know you hide from me.
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I wanted that man,
To look at me
But he kept reading his romantic book.
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