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Ransom
October 27, 2014
Diving into the abyss of mourning,
she pulls out asterisks
and builds the stars,
her ginger cheeks glowing
just as brightly.
Sleekly she walks,
whirling into a dishwasher vortex,
a timey-wimey entrance.
Frivolous at first, but memes explode out:
some are potters’ creations,
some are bedridden from Ebola.
But the rubble from the sea bubbles
adore the power of murder.
© Grace L., Bacolod City, Philippines
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I know this is supposed to be more serious than anything, but I couldn't help but laugh a little when I read Ebola (considering all the muss and fuss over it nowadays). But other than that I really enjoyed this poem, and your vocabulary is marvelous. I envy your writing skills!
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