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Absence

The oppressor

dark clad oozing malice

enters here at the mouth of the alley

watching, waiting

as time yawns carelessly

on a nonchalant afternoon

Three blocks down

students spill from school

scattering like racing inkblots

from a fifth period essay

left unfinished

Two girls turn a corner

go down the alley

drinking up youth’s spicy nectar

in May’s sunshine

But he sees and considers them

from his own putrid soul

from his own prison of darkness

a prison without release

He is sure she knows him

that one

yes, he’s sure

that she has sown his ardor over

with the smiling steel teeth

of farm plow

The calm afternoon interrupted

by shrill pops and shrapnel

a burst of wings forth

into the tainted air

one wounded bird

escaping the bonds of gravity

seeking skyward solace

But here on Earth

the madman still breathes, envisions

and now the people come forth

to whisper on the wind

“Ellen, Ellen”

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  1. A well written piece of descriptive poetry… it created those images, Lana. ❤ How are you keeping? Hope all’s well and wishing you the very best of 2021! 🌹 Thanks for sharing your creative poetry and keep writing … ✍

    • Thank you so much, Iris. I am doing fine, it has surely been a crazy year, hasn’t it? How are you doing? I hope everything is good and going well for you too! I believe the light will come now at the end of a long tunnel. Thank you for your encouragement, Iris, xo

      • Yes, I agree Lana. We must always be hopeful and positive! I am fine and continue to be busy with work… always learning and thankful. Let’s look to the brighter side of life and be resilient too! Keep well and always happy to hear from you! 😃 ❤

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