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 May 2019 Alexandra Coates
Lexie
As you call me, I am known
Shackle or sail it be
Earth or sea
The same to me
Remember to pray
Knees do not always kneel
Words stand as they are spoken
Frail limbs, as quickly broken  
No harm, no foul, no folly in this
Walking ignorance, does not know bliss
To bent nails all hammers are blows
Wisdom is fleeting, on it goes
Amadán is Gaelic for fool.
 May 2019 Alexandra Coates
laura
August burned quickly, incipient nostalgia
prematurely vanished, mellow and gentle
sea stone on the tiled table, cedar plank
with fish, sunset through the eye-slit window

thigh high in life and riding wherever life
takes me like a hopeless romantic
shout out to ang for lighting literally every poem of mine up

edit: Daily #2 babyyyyyy
I lived a large
part of my youth
carrying things
that didn’t
belong to me
Indeed I’ve carried
their loads for
too **** long
The load of how
they felt about me
the load of what
they’ve said about me
the load of how
They’ve perceived me
for far too long
These load was never
mine to carry
to begin with
Today I am free
free at last
from criticism
fears , insecurities
and other people’s
opinion
These loads
are no longer mine
to carry
Regardless
how desperate
and foolish
they may seem
Set yourself FREE .... This load ain’t yours to carry!
 May 2019 Alexandra Coates
Polar
We carry our worlds within our hands

And communicate in time with our heartbeats

We can see the world from above and far away

Or the inside of ourselves in minute detail

Time can be tabled, abstract or meaningless

As we try to find our souls

We adapt to ever change

While love remains the same
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