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Two poems

Rod Moran

Jul 01 2013

1 mins

   The Darkness Tanka

 

            1

            This Morning

Waking, unseen birds

are rowdy with rejoicing. Song

from every dark twig.

Unbearable but for the crows

cawing the colour of the heart.

            2

            At Nightfall

On the pier I caught

a surprise glimpse of my heart.

No longer fighting,

it lay gaping and gasping,

trying to voice its anguish.

             3

            Tonight

A darkness of soul

makes every perspective dark.

Oh, tonight the stars

look like bright spots in a scan,

showing where the tumours are.

 Correspondence

Ugly and evil

are not, of course, synonymous—

yet I’m glad to say

the youth belting into his dog

is pasty, pimply and lank-haired!

                         Andrew…

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