Sheena Blackhall Poems

In the Cupboard of my mind
In the cupboard of my mind
Many curious things you'd find
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I wish the dead could talk
Could rise and face the sun
Could break the clods that hide
Those by death's blows undone
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I’m the only elephant in Phnomh Penh
No more of my kind you’ll see
My wife ran off from the killing fields
She’s an animal refugee
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Holocaust relics-
A roomful
A raceful
A hateful
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It is hard to be human.

When I was young I followed a flowery road
A riot of colour and paint. I loved it deeply and well
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I’m a mouse, a mouse
Nervously leaving the cavernous hall of the house

Five steps down from the door
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I am a shopping trolley.
I am hooked on pushers
They strip the shelves like locusts.
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Be as the swans that shimmer on the lake
Wedded for life, until Death does them part
Be as the turtle doves, that life-long court
Their lovers, with a sweet and tender heart
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1. HOOLET

I am the hoolet in the tree
I like moosies fur ma tea
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In a class of their own,
Chimney pots lord it over roofs and cats

In the hierarchy of objects,
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