Poetry Blogs (Cyclone)

Cyclone Love

Welcome or not,

uninvited you came

to have your way.

Clearing a path

for your arrival,

making sure all

knew you intended

to make an impression 

- one not easily forgotten.

Lucinda doesn’t

want to meet Yasi.

She knows he will

strip her naked

knock her down flat 

suck all her power

then drown her in his wake.

In...

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Life by Numbers

1. My father walks the sea-edge and is young, as a child is young.

2. My father's voice is hardwood, and timpan drums.

7. My father's eyes are tired.

16. The cyclone clouds hang swollen sheets above.

19. I am afraid.

20. I shall put fear at the bottom of depths the deep blue made.

25. My brothers' arms surround me.

31. We sit on the brim of laughter, an...

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