Nika McGuin Poems

The sounds of home greet me
the trickling sound of the fish tank
my mother's eccentric cackling
and my step father's loud voice
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Apricity, like warm
fingers on a cold day
like yours in mine
chasing away the ghosts
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When we are together
my heart is light
my lungs fill with laughter
but my brain is consumed
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There was once a pretty young lady
She waked around with her head bowed
Portraying a meekness, mild, and humble
Terribly unaware of her presence in the world
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The wind blows a laden sigh
yet comfortably, unmovingly, here sit I
where some would become tense
I am lax, billowing like ribbons on a fence
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I'd say, I've never seen
the sea
but, I'm fibbing
possibly
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As I passed the threshold
a mysterious song was playing
with words so ominous
a halting pause ensued
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Star-lace

Somewhere between existence
And pure imagination
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Right as rain they say
but how can rain be right
If you're driving
it can be quite wrong
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near a hidden nest
acrobatic birds are propped airily
on the mortar of brick walls
perfectly unaware of their talent
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