Miroslava Odalovic Poems

they've got smiles
cute cushions comfortable homes
loving husbands and wives
the children who can spell
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You fearful and strong
Drew the lines across the palm
Prolonged the drawing into the sight
Of morning wisdoms dew drops see through
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Me too
through the broken nails
can scratch unwritten walls
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the world multiplied by division
the world multiplied by division
the world the world multiplied by
division multiplied the world
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buy your sells
sell your spells
and make a brand new toy
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called to spread love
branch the palms of hands
into a lightning through the dimness clouds
into the cracks of a dried out earth
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In trying to get all the clues
What living might be about
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Wind screened wings like a simple icon
of waterful of rain and a handful of dust
i travel the tunnels travel on my own
intercity scanning nothing will last
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No willow tree to toss his hair
no paloma bianca in white to clad
this is the bench seated in despair
of creatures upon the earth widespread
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