Saga

This is the saga of a
frizzy-haired little brown girl wonder
that stuffs entire libraries inside her jacket.
She is lassoed through the eye, tethered to
every little glistening lavender ball of fairy
dust and every turquoise sun that rises over
kachina heads. She replays the limbo dance of
sunsets, the rainbows of staffs and clefs, and the
Kundalini coils of incense stretching to full length and
rising up to touch Heaven.
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Summers Juxtaposed

This was a sedoka written for Read Write Poem Prompt #35: “fun in the sun” (NOT!). Here is my take. Enjoy.

-Nicole
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released from the jaws
of school, time was now my own
to sculpt summer freedom with

twenty years later
loneliness wraps around me
in emptied, silent school halls

Written 7/11/08
&copy 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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