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Mango, Peach and Lime

I am made of mango, peaches and lime.
Mango for the motherland I come so sweetly from
Peach for my compassion and endless supply of love
Lime because I am sour with a twist-
I’ll kiss my knuckles before throwing my fist.

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Ode To Self Love

By the power of the moon
and the grace of the divine,
I embody pure love
and each day I shine.

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Growing Up

We’ll never be those kids again.
Please, don’t forget what it felt like to be those kids again. 
I clung to you because you were my protector, my guardian, my light
When daddy was yelling and I was crying, by my side you said, “keep fighting”
When it came to the day where all was found out
I begged and I bled, I just wanted out.
You wrote me a letter in the hospital telling me you love me and to stay strong,
We didn’t deserve for life to treat us so wrong.
But that night
That night you weren’t you
You had the same anger he always held in his eyes.
That violent red does not suit your beautiful browns
I learned to fear men.
I fear the raised voices and the clenched fists because in my experience these things always led to me
Balled up in the middle of the bathroom floor
Trying to hold my skin together
Trying to keep the organs inside 
Trying not to drown in the words falling and settling around my body like a goddamn crime scene.
I cry and the innocence leaks out through my eyes.
I want to wipe them away and lick my fingers clean,
Force every bit back inside that you forced out.
I know you’re hurting in ways you feel no one understands,
But I’ll listen and here I am.
I lost you somewhere along the way of us being those kids.
The kids that camped under blankets over bunk beds and sent secret messages even when it was way past our bedtime… 
“We’ll never be those kids again,” I say. And this time I feel it in my heart.
I feel it like a clean break.
Right down the middle.
	-I’m still not giving up

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How We Love

Irreplaceable 
and unapologetic,
This is how we love.

Copyright © Sophie Duqueny | Year Posted 2016

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Silk

Delicately soft
Like your lips that night it snowed,
Perfect and unique.

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Moon Glow

Have you ever seen the full moon rise?
Stood on the edge, looked up, and cried?
It's glowing brilliance drenching my face, 
my open palms-
with iridescent grace.
The nightingale's song is low and sweet,
My starlit musings echo your laugh.
Upon the morning, when the sky is red with defeat,
I know our time has come to pass.

Copyright © Sophie Duqueny | Year Posted 2017

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Roses

I have been born a rose with inch-thick thorns.
I am:
Extremely dangerous
Highly potent 
A neon light explosion
A supernova of stardust 
Get too close, I will make you bleed.
Sweet, succulent drops into your mouth, over your teeth.
An iron dance on your tongue, a fire burning in your eyes.
Hands like shears you swoop down and uproot me
Take away my oxygen, my light, my life.
The sweet sugar that used to bubble up and drip down my stem like honey now clogs my pores and inflates my body.
Your greedy harvesting hands could not wait for me to grow, to bloom, to blossom.
I could’ve been warm, I could’ve been soft, I could’ve been everything by being nothing at all…
By being me.
I am not here anymore. 
A rose is a rose is a rose
You would rather no one have me at all,
Than to let me be my own.

Copyright © Sophie Duqueny | Year Posted 2016

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Morning Ritual

I have become a home of my own, instead of searching for one in another.
My arms, reach around me as an endless beam of self-love and security.
My body is my frame,
I won’t let a hurricane come in and tear me down.
No not now,
Because I’m tired of going south, tired of feeling washed up and
God I’m so tired of this drought.
When I pray on my knees to the moon and the stars,
I feel a tug from within that swears I’ll go far.
I can’t give up the listening to the sweetest song I’ve ever heard,
It’s addicting and beautiful but sometimes it hurts.
Don’t leave me when I’ve finally started to get things just right-
I’ve spent too many nights having the “don’t go…” fight
And when I look in the light, slanting through my window in the earliest dawn;
Maybe, today will be better.
Maybe, today I’ll be strong.
And with that, a deep breathe and I decide to move on.

Copyright © Sophie Duqueny | Year Posted 2017

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Sea Songs

I think of you in the fog and the rain,
Overlooking the sea, heart full of disdain.
The words bubble up in my throat then fall back
“Did you forget to tell me you love me?” I ask.
Eyes full of woe, the tide pulls you into her-
Like I was pulled into you, sweet disaster.
Light years from now when you have travelled all seven of her seas,
I hope you’ll look out and dream gently of me.

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Day Trip

I spend all day writing poetry about you, and God,
Lying in bed and waiting for heaven to open up and come grab me.
I sing to the stars at night with my mouth wide open,
I’ll catch whatever good luck falls in from the passing comets.
When I swallow it, my insides will glow with the same celestial fires that the sun herself beams with.
And suddenly- I have become the sunset.
I am the lavender and pink ephemeral hues that dance and drift across the sky, 
a masterpiece painted right before your eyes- dyeing the ocean with the colors of a summer in love.

Copyright © Sophie Duqueny | Year Posted 2017


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