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Eloise Drake Poem
weepy, faraway freak under
imaginary interrogation lights -
they sear into clandestine
melancholy
she has tried so hard to keep it concealed,
but water touched by flame cannot
pretend it doesn't boil
downcast eyes so they cannot sense
the well's depth and opacity -
mouth corners pinned into
a permanent grin -
don't let it twist to grimace
their careful words morph into the
dull hum of cicadas -
gripped by her hidden wreckage
her tears bubble up to the surface
deluge from the deep
Copyright © Eloise Drake | Year Posted 2022
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Eloise Drake Poem
sunlight pours
through the trees -
I stand to watch
as light kaleidoscopes
through branches,
filtered through leaves
a cloudless sky
mirrors
my unfogged mind
I see -
one of those rare days
where I glide
through life’s medium,
inured to the passing of time
Copyright © Eloise Drake | Year Posted 2022
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Eloise Drake Poem
a deep chill delving
straight to bone
fragmented shadows become
full figures -
long and lithe,
strange and bulbous,
ever-morphing
and haunting the night
flick a light to be rid of
these monsters
Copyright © Eloise Drake | Year Posted 2022
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