poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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Random Poem:

Gifts
guy_fawkes

They keep me awake as I wonder:
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Could I make a cage with my hands
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that might not destroy their wings?
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These grey-brown moths flutter, trapped
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within a lampshade – their powdery wings burn
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against the bulb they orbit like comets.
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I would like to capture one before I find it
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too damaged by the struggle to free itself.
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Always too late I find them on the dresser:
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scorched wings, defeated bodies.
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I would like to show them to you
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tomorrow morning, saying
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Look what I found for you last night,
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but I will keep them to myself.
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