I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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24 November 2013

I Shouldn't Be Here

But I am,
in the gap between 
the back of the couch
and the wall.

This is my secret place.
Now I mustn't move.
There are voices
and I know whose.

They are saying
grown-up things. 
I don’t understand, but I know 
I’m not supposed to hear.

I’m listening
with wide-open ears
and keeping 
very quiet.



Poetic Asides November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge: day 23, 'I shouldn't be here'.
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2 comments:

  1. Brian Miller25 November 2013 at 00:09

    knowing you may get caught...but allowing you to peek into the mystery that is beyond your age...smiles...been there

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