Volume
3, Edition 13
|
Authors: Anna Eleanor Johnny Lynn M Ms.
Undateable Nathan Rob Shemra Wanderluster WH Viz.Vid |
Wish I were taller With a voice, loud as the sea I was still the same Lyrics she sings of Loneliness in harmony A wave of sadness 100 degrees Sun rays scorching down on us Flood rains in Houston Most whites seem well off Some blacks are, many are not Apartheid was bad With dollars in hand Paper buying, fingers crossed Lotto let me win |
Perched
on jagged rock Sea
foam waves lap at her fin A
call to come home Lessons
learned in time Researchers
are people too Looking
back – Worth it Signal
hill is last Mountain
in Cape Town to climb Cable
car is fun A
forehead furrowed Three
squares high and three squares wide Work
that rubix cube The
sound folds me in- to Lemonade’s
poetry Captivates
my mind |
A new job in hand Excited and terrified What brings the new year? Overwhelmed by life I want to remember the good parts not the
bad Cape Town has mountains Devil’s peak, Table mountain, Lion’s head, one more. Green grass underfoot The wind passing through my hair Don’t want to go home Lyrically intense Rainer Maria Rilke Today in my thoughts |
Photo: Cape Town, South
Africa.
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