Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Poems for 4/4,4/5 and today. Still stuck on Cinquains.

"Marathon"
Slid down
in exhaustion.
But my heart kept going
like it had on track shoes and was
winning.

"Baking" (mirror)
I made
your fave cookies
yesterday and wanted
to break down and add tears to the
batter.
Bittersweet desserts don't really
measure up though,
you know?


The place
I've always considered our spot
is where you first told a
stranger that I
said yes.
"She Does" (reverse)

The birds
chirping the day away make me
wish for the rain that will
cleanse my soul of
regret.
"Noise" (reverse)


Copyright © 2011 Natasha Guy

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