Rani Turton Poems

Silence. Long moments that stretch into years.
Restrained words, sometimes gaps where names should be.
Words, prayers, songs, imagination inflamed by memory.
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I walked down that lonely road
That sinuous, torturous bend
You know how I hated
The cold, the distance, my thoughts.
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You'll be my knight in shining armour
Shining so bright I can hardly see
The sunlight because of thee
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If you have some place
Some place you could well spare
Make a niche for me in your heart
To warm me within your space
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A plain wooden door, nerve-ridden
A carved metal key, in my pocket hidden.

And secrets that lie behind that blank facade
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I am an artisan of words
Which I sculpt, chisel and fashion the way I can
I am a creator of worlds;
I pour my emotion into the poems I write.
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Starlight, moonlight, candles burning bright
Oil lamps with flickering wicks
All this symbolises night
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My father, with his arthritic hands
Closes his door, picks up the bow
Tucks the bit under his chin
Tunes it real low
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Dusk comes, softly, slowly, like a shy bride
Dusk comes with a golden-red veil as if to hide
The diamonds in the hair, the khol in the eyes
Heat arises from the earth and flies
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Draw the blinds, Time
Its time enough and enough
Time to grieve: I do not want
The sun to weighten closed lids;
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