Kate Hamilton

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You see.
I reflect on your note,
you composed a while ago.
I tuck it back inside its box
...

Hers are the eyes,
ardent blue and guardian bright.
Disregarding darkness
she watched
...

You rise and leave me
to sleep
in what you suppose
is a peaceful repose.
...

I attended midnight mass
pissed.
Intentionally, but without purpose,
my hair held back
...

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Here are my poems. I don't like that word, but I can't think of a better one. A couple of years ago I began writing for reasons of personal catharsis, but many of these descended into rhyming couplets so I took a break for a short while. I am giving it another go now, let me know what you think. Thanks.)

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You see.
I reflect on your note,
you composed a while ago.
I tuck it back inside its box
under my bed
where it belongs
and I sit and think.

As before the wine clouds my mind.
I saw you I'm sure
through the haze.
You touched me
through the stories you told
of the person you wanted
to be.
And they reached the soul that I was sure I had.

Anyway.
Now it matters
little beyond
nostalgia.
Now that I realise
I am no longer wise beyond my years
which are few.
And neither are you.
Or so I am told.

I know this is true,
but,
I can sit in the dark
and impose the early hours on
the girl I am,
and try,
try to compose
the end.

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