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  Oct 24 Sarra
Thomas Wood
At a desk, coffee sachets rest.
Long-life milk harbours
white dreams of expiry.
Shuffling in his forgetful nest
a grey man blinks
at the intruding light.

Americo, do you remember
your antique power,
that opened like a rose
on the walls of Hiroshima?
Sarra Oct 24
I drew a barrier in the sand


A boundary
To my curious senses

A limit
To my driven desires

A lock
On my hopeful ambition
Sarra Jul 2
If you stare long enough

Your skin
Shall dazzle in gold
As the green spirits grow jaded.

And as the shy buds turn crimson,
Your cheeks too
Shall bloom vibrantly.

If you stare deep enough

Your horrors
might fade into shadows
As nature blends into the light.

And as the garden blurs into a haze,
Your scars too
might disappear
Sarra Jun 19
Breathe,
through the gentle
waves of summer heat
And let the sea breeze
take your sorrow.
Strip,
from the dried
skins of pungent lies
and let the soothing jasmine
coat your mind.
Smile,
to the tender rays of sunlight
and let the bird tunes
calm your cries.
Stay,
in the calm embrace
of your bent olive tree
‘Till your life
gains meaning.
Sarra Jun 18
In the pure silence
a new world rose.
Glorious
Riding high waves
into red infinity.
The colors of nature
Come to life
Lustrous
Rising gracefully
into my sanctuary.
The fresh grass
curls around my feet
tying me close.
The playful tunes
of the nightingale
Enchant me.
The seductive smell
of wild lavender
lures me where
I wish to be.
Where the indigo sky
makes love to the sea
Where the dancing wind
plays the olive's leaves
And the jasmines' lullaby
Sends me to sleep.
Sarra Jun 16
I am slipping below.
My spirit floats in the river
Shattered.
I am walking slow.
over spread ashes
of my burned-down hope.
Away from the mayhem
from the senseless noise
I'll march
along my dying ego.
Towards the open edge
Towards the certain fall.
I'll follow
the last piece of my soul.
Powerless
I'll watch my dream
crash into
the waterfall.
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