Carla Pickens Poems

i sit here and wait
looking out above you
the sun flickers in time
and I hear patience pass me by
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Voice of sorrow
I hear your pain
Your eyes are heavy
Your lips are strained
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Lilac rage and yellow dot
The purple haze of filtered light
Between the blades of grass you hide
To make a perfect picture slide
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in my circle of wilderness...
the silence of everything but the birds,
singing in the echo of the trees
The trees giggle and sashay
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