Rebecca Dobson

Lend me your dreams ladybird
Lend me your femininity and prescision
Lend me delicate scuttling silence and unnoticed creeping busyness
Lend me your glossy armoured jacket
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Picture yourself in a coat, with a shiver
One hundred miniature waterfalls
trickle and merge and
crest with tiny waves
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Peaceful now.
peaceful like an artist's sunday brushstroke,
a cat's eyelid,
a baby's milky, satiated rest.
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What is this thing;
This aching excitement,
This happy sadness?
What is this fluttering thing;
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The final fragments of my shattered
mind slip into place
alongside
Random thoughts and jagged
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what is god, if i cannot reach out and touch him?
what is faith if it does not restore my hope, nor calm my fears?
what is love, if i do not welcome or desire it?
what is future if my fear overwhelms my dreams?
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