Monday, 22 January 2018

Write

She scribbles her name in ink
It smudges
Black like coal dust
Sticky as treacle
I enjoy these mark makings
They remind me I breathe
Such a tiny name
And yet her dreams are big
Stardust and powder
Tricks and delight
She scribbles her name in ink
I hold my name close to my chest
It is made up
Of course
Who can find the meaning within
Black like coal dust
Sticky as treacle
I enjoy these mark makings
These handwritten lines of truth and daring.
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  1. Anonymous22 January 2018 at 23:12

    She scribbles her name in ink
    I hold my name close to my chest... beautiful...

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  2. Sanaa Rizvi23 January 2018 at 01:33

    'Who can find the meaning within black like coal dust'.. this line alone holds so much pain and truth! Beautifully expressed, Jae!

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  3. Kim M. Russell23 January 2018 at 02:52

    Wonderful imagery, Jae, especially
    'It smudges
    Black like coal dust
    Sticky as treacle'
    and
    'Such a tiny name
    And yet her dreams are big
    Stardust and powder
    Tricks and delight'.

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  4. Gillena Cox23 January 2018 at 07:13

    Your words indeed always carry that intriguing quality of a puzzle. However we always come back to see what new you have written

    Have a good Tuesday Jae

    Much💝love

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  5. Magaly Guerrero23 January 2018 at 08:00

    I, too, enjoy these markings. Who wouldn't want to hold them close to their chests? Letting them sing to their hearts?

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  6. Angie23 January 2018 at 08:13

    beautiful indeed, and not a bit of sadness detected which is a delight to me at this moment

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  7. Anonymous23 January 2018 at 10:05

    ‘such a tiny name and yet her dreams are big’ - love that line, love the whole poem!

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  8. Sherry Blue Sky23 January 2018 at 14:38

    Beautiful. I love the poems you are writing these days, Jae. They have a different sound to them. Very lovely.

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  9. Bekkie Sanchez24 January 2018 at 08:12

    I agree with Sherry. I too, have noticed a different voice coming through. "such a tiny name and yet her dreams are big" keep dreaming, Jae! You never know...

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  10. Carrie Van Horn24 January 2018 at 14:39

    I love the images and pure passion of a writer that flows in this poem Jae! I especially love the line, "Black like coal dust
    Sticky as treacle
    I enjoy these mark makings
    These handwritten lines of truth and daring." Simply lovely!!!

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