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  Jul 2015 Ata
beth fwoah dream
dream of lilies,
blues and whites
in their little islands,
flower of the starlight,
flower of the water.
  Jul 2015 Ata
beth fwoah dream
where the night
scatters into the
leafy forests
and hides behind
the thundering rocks.
where the night dreams
of blue tides and grey skies.
  Jul 2015 Ata
poetessa diabolica
They met on rainy days
  when the air was thick,
laden with the
   scent of old musky
     scrapbook memoirs
           & salt tears' reminisces
Ata Jul 2015
Distance , a thief
who flees
from audience
so far

Only friendly wind,
a good listener
holds one's heart
  Jul 2015 Ata
beth fwoah dream
cave of wonder,
the black ivies of the sea,
the moon-shadows of
the shore.
  Jul 2015 Ata
poetessa diabolica
Her perfume smelled of cheap Musk,
      tobacco and passion flowers,
the scent of betrayal lingered
         long after she had retreated
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