Carolyn Brunelle Poems

Bitter pills
cure the ills they say
but I say
love
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Choices made
dredge up old ghosts
for final blows.
One more strike of the gong
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I am lifted away to become
light enough to fly
to soar through celestial spheres
in the sky
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A silent stranger
stares back unresponsive
from a window to a world
I can no longer understand;
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Play me a poem
sail me to sea;
but cross
your heart
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A flat black and white screen
becomes a portal
through which worlds
play out,
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Cherub face
framed in curls,
nothing like
the heart of a girl
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