Capsized with Lightning
I want to catch edible stars
The kind that spill rare
Emotions, like gratitude
Or buttered up moods like
Wonder, gracious young-wonder
That fill your mind with
Wild fragrances, associations
You haven’t felt in years
I want the currents to pull me
Beneath the moon
Where the nets break
And I’m a prey to intense amazement
Where the masks fall off
And the veils are torn
In the poverty that deepens us
And you think of me as strange
But suffering has been kind to me
I’ve actually grown more sensitive.
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Wuji Seshat 
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Excellent poem. Brilliantly written.
This is very very beautiful and written from the soul. Thank you. So moving.
I’m glad you could relate to it Kyrsia
This is just excellent, Wuji!
Ah Lisa, let me know when I write a really good one…I seriously can’t tell at this point when I do.
I will! 🙂
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This one is excellent!