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Anastasia Webb
Poems
May 2014
The Twelve Dimensions of Dust
1.
Maybe in twelve years
I could fathom the cause of
miraculous dust
2.
She lifted her hands
to the sky in praise, but all
she received was dust
3.
He fears that one day
he’ll be nothing but dust swept
out from the corners
4.
Some words you could mix
up, and it would be okay –
words like “dusk” and “dust”
5.
They love the dust, they
like to believe that their kids’
future can be held
6.
There was once a bird
who thought that fire was beauty –
until he saw dust
7.
I’ll nourish my sun
flowers, and watch them grow from
a bed of coarse dust
8.
I like to believe
there are dust-cats who keep my
secrets in boxes
9.
You said hi, but you
know your words fell like dead dust
on my wounded ears
10.
When all the dust of
the universe has been found,
cup your hands; receive
11.
If I wrote sonnets
they would be about the world’s
living dust layer
12.
Open your mouth to
the glorious rain, let it
soak away your dust
#haiku
#dust
#twelve
Written by
Anastasia Webb
Australia
(Australia)
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