Alice Cuenca Poems

...of the clearing
of the trees
a leaf, sustain
the load of sorrow
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a bird sinks down
through the wind,
unmindful of clouds
to cushion its fall
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In the hub of foreign tongues,
a hunger hatched a dreamt day
Induced fairy tale left hung,
a child is lost in sublime story
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I am encompassing the period
towards the tail and head
of time, in circle
what's the difference?
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...and the earth
embraces the first rain,
that unlocks the sweet and sour
smell of sod's spore
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Words cast shadows,
the breeze carries it and
lingering almost feeling
your presence...
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...last night
I thought we flew
through a storm
and had been swallowed
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In his lofty tower,
my body religuished,
An energy broken,
fighting to the last ounce
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a mirage in my waking dream,
beneath the sun, a thirsty vagrant,
devouring an offered realm
a wisp of joy of a long-felt want.
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