THE FAKE NIGHT

 

there are mornings
that are dark like a night

with storms raging  

and clouds  

all over a sky  

& tornadoes that  

toss away the homes  

there are dawns that are confusing  

with the lights gone  

in a whim  

let us wait for things  

to calm down  

while we watch  

the rain hitting  

the panes  

some toys & a picture book  

are lying on a rug  

& someone  

I love too much  

keeps asking for my time  

we shall play with a few toys  

& journey through the picture book  

we shall watch  

the rain  

and the wind thumping on panes  

and believe  

that like every night  

this fake night too will end.  

© Colin Andersen

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OUT OF NOWHERE

RED TURTLES

the warriors have failed
their lives are going haywire

their dreams are in a mess

now they dream

of giant red turtles
filling up our world

even though
they can sense

how strange it is

dreaming
of the red turtles

& you think
our time

is a terrible one

though it's been like that
since the beginning of time

while the warriors
with their lives transforming
keep dreaming of weird things

and a few of them
even begin to write poetry

and a few return
to being warriors

after the weird hiatus.

© Colin Andersen




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OUT OF NOWHERE

A MILLION THINGS

I'm accused of a million things
 
I'm accused of  

creating a lot of noise  

only to drown in oblivion 
too fast 
 
I'm accused of being alone
 
and spending my days
doing who knows what
 
I'm accused of not winning
when I could 
 
and winning when I'm 
not supposed to win
 
and I'm accused of lying 
& also 
of voicing truth 
 
but it's true 
that I'm accused of a million things 
including of the fact 
 
that I'm adamant 
to return again  
 
& I'm accused of 
going back to you
 
again and again.
 
© Colin Andersen  

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OUT OF NOWHERE