Lydia Thacker Poems

Today I am blue,
not one of those sad, wimpy blues
-Cerulean, maybe.
My blue speaks of life lived
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Light behind
Fan in the corner
Tap tap
Feathers
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Mommy,
I cry out and cling to your hand
You look down at me
Two or three years old
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Deep tones plead with my ears
Intoxicating melodies draw me in
Voices soft and tender caress me
Lost in rhythms dark
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Looking through the darkness in my vision
I see the word 'Life' written on the wall
Vague ponderances flash through my mind:
What did you think of your life?
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The translucent fever burns my senses
With a remembered perfume.
The salt of tears almost dances
In the ghost light from a candle
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Crystalline slivers of shattered glass,
gleaming like dew upon a garden in full bloom.
-You peer through that cage,
find the cutting edge inside;
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The sweetness of laughter
from your smart little mouth
keeps me smiling years later
but I'll never know how
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Silent thoughts of you
creep past barriers
long built in my mind.
Memories overwhelm me
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In the darkness, I knew you;
now our black fades to gray.
Tender kisses harvested,
you always walk away
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