Simone Harriman Poems

For one salubrious season
Bush tempered
And human nurtured
I rose red
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Your last breath
Held mine ransomed
Cradled in my arms
I watch life slip
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The 'Garden of the Gods' is gone
Mother's death sent everything packing
To purgatory with no return address
And my whole world dropped dead
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I observe you as you work
Kaleidoscopic parts of you
Examining and charting
Lost islands and causes
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Zealot, I hear your heart is lost to them
Death resides in your hateful opinions
With toxic blame and killing floor speeches
Switchblade slick words that flick swift to murder
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Poverty, inequality, oppression
Seething they swarm
In military fashion
Breathing
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Hiss-spit shhh…..
Come
There's a secret to tell
A soul to judge
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I know you will wait for me
My old feline companion
Our spirits will meet
Under bluer skies
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Far away from a familiar reality
In some recurring nightmare
Of paralyzing inertia
My mind empties its armoires
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Oh ancient youth crowned in glory
Bronzed and symbolic of victory
You were looted and lost in the Adriatic sea
And drawn from the depths of antiquity
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