Therapy Room
This is the room of picking lightly
at the scab on the deep wound
This is the room of fear, of silence;
of fear of silence
of the long clenching back of tears
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MelindaLSmith's micropoetry
Poet, mother of two (one autistic), based in Canberra, Australia. Avid tweeter, lazy blogger. Only recently began using twitter properly and micro-poeming (although have enjoyed offline haiku for many years). Has two books out with www.ginninderrapress.com.au . Third one out April 2012 on the theme of autism, will contain some autistweets. Loves @Foyles #bookgame.
charged
your electricity
prickles and hums
I ache to close the circuit
but I dare not
flip the switch
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#realestatepoem 2
Seven years
of divots and small fingerprints
this fresh paint
claims they never happened
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#inthenightkitchen
the fridge makes small sighs
testing the silence
the central heating rumbles and sings
you are not alone
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following
we form an orderly queue
to strew rose petals on your coffin
the bloke ahead of me
pats his gently onto the lid:
‘not far behind you, mate’
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#aubadeyourselfbastard
you don’t tell me this is goodbye
but I hear it in the stutter, the buzz
of your zip closing
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#divorce #poem
Your mistress
tells her friends
about your enormous
bank account
I tell mine
about your tiny
heart
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The Zen of 9pm Sat Nite
bottle of red
half-empty
or
hangover
half-full ?
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spring,flowers,pyrotechnics,pugilism
What do you keep from me
cherry tree?
The wattle lets loose
its fizz-ball fireworks
and still your buds are tiny fists
with bloody knuckles
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