Order of Proceeding

August 18, 2015 at 1:50 pm (Poems) (, , , , )

Alice ate the train
after she ate her sandwich
but before the nuts –
which rolled beneath the table
when the train braked suddenly.

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August 16, 2015 at 6:50 pm (Poems)

My mind is a capital city
which slides back into itself
despite redirected rivers.

It is multilingual diversity
sometimes filled with desire,
chewing on culture
with railway track teeth.

It is a museum of lost love,
gallery of alternatives;
wears startling statistics
like favourite lipstick.

It revels in deal making,
transient intensity;
and litters my brain waves
with the grit of routine.

My mind is a capital city
Centre of Polygog
a trending metropolis,
architect of dreams.

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August 15, 2015 at 8:46 am (Poems) (, , , )

Daytime’s primary colours
paled in comparison
with those pinpricks of light
in a meteor night sky
tickling our tired minds
till we surrendered significance
and lay down, bright with laughter,
for a beautiful moment.

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August 5, 2015 at 10:44 pm (Poems) (, , )

Diminutive grey bird lay curled
in bed of tat and feather fluff,
my whispered coo not near enough
to wake the pigeon from its slumber.

But fast twist flick away she flew
on renewed mission; how those creased
expressive wings awakening
were bright ascendants on the wind.

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