Yasmin Bee Poems

I love eating figs
Not just the taste but the eating
Soft ripe squishy juicy on my tongue
As I lick the middle and feel the red filamentous flowers
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A barren orange landscape
Life waiting for just a little rain
Everlong
Buried in the sands of time
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Streams bend, still we walk
For birds, trees and fish alike
Keep them giving life
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Land of rusting earth
Of cliffs, rocks, rivers and lakes
Only new to me
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Giddy and nostalgic
From medication and water
Blowing my fluids out of my nose
Into the drains
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Lines of crests and troughs
Undulate in vivid dreams
Land I sleepwalk in
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Darling girl
Let's let the dead be dead
I'll hold your hand
We can mother each other if you like
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