Petite Poems

Poems small and weightless enough to blow away on the wind.

Gold leaf falling fast—
Catch the laughter as it flees!
The time for apples,
Ironed shirts, and holding hands
With handsome boys in woolen coats.

You forgot my name?
Ah, but look, it’s written there,
Rolled into your sleeve.

Kenji once cried so hard,
His tea leaves turned as salty
As the Pacific Sea.

Oh!
How
handsome
the swallows
are looking today,
now that their sorrowing is done.

Dear
sir—
If you
would like to
know if I love you,
come find me by the linden tree.

Pray, tell me
however you grew to be
so trapped inside my soul.

My heart hasn’t been this glad
since the day
I was born.

I cannot write these anymore,
I cannot write a poem.
All the fancy’s gone from me,
A long, long way from home.

 

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