Five Micropoems

We walled in legacy
to dark waters,
sky high in paradise,
remembering nothing
but crashing waves.

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She married another man,
but I transcend each promise,
the patch work lingering of yesterday.

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We drank ice tea at The Ritz
talked of Woolf and a pocket full of stones
all the while devouring words with our eyes

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Her eyes
captivate the silent

strange re-awakenings
into emotive strands

fibres connecting life
to tender hands

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I fell silent
under the world
below the balance
waiting for a time
waiting to be known
never viewed
by eyes, nor conscious.

  Poem © Phen Weston 2015

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