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Jun 15, 2023
In Bajan Book Club
coffins moving
underground
creepy noises
nothing found
bodies added
sealed again
coffins moved
now is this sane?
crypt inspected
nothing much
vault re-sealed
and left untouched
witnesses
in fear all gather
slightest noise
prepare to scatter
sealed again
and marked by hand
the eerie floor
sprinkled with sand
lo! and behold
when opened wide
the leaden coffins
tossed aside
no fissure found
no fault, no track
no footprint there
no hairline crack
onlookers then
with puzzled faces
wondered what
befell the Chases
problem solved
each Chase removed
fears dissolved
and nerves all soothed
buried deep
within a grave
each fighting Chase
no more to rave
and to this day
the vault unused
stands on display;
a spirit’s muse.
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karra-price
May 17, 2023
In Bajan Book Club
by Kelsia Kellman poems are stories finely crafted in those brief moments of Passion, Retrospection and Contemplation
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Mar 17, 2023
In Bajan Book Club
First a murmur Then a flutter Then like an eagle taking wings, a majestic flap The world wanes thin and the lights of stars kiss your face Then a gush of hot air that takes you even to the moon A blessed flight, a sacred high Then a slight drop Then the fateful plummet The moon forsakes you The stars bite at your heels The world spins dizzily, jowls agape to receive your soul Eagle to millstone, wings to chains Mutter to anguish Flutter to scream Cacophony of symphonies Discord of overtures Dissonance of sonatas A great sound of thunder and slamming doors Then silence Then an abundance of nothing Then spread-eagled and slayed on the rocks Then split at the seams Then opened like a book Then read Then broken Then bruised Then shattered Then torn Then empty Then everything Then nothing Then blood Then silence Then noise Then hot Then cold Then eternal Then finite Then used Then spent Then in unison Then complete Then dead Then a murmur
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Feb 24, 2023
In Bajan Book Club
Hot Boiling Glows Glow Flows Flow Strong Down Down Into the valley Into the sea Cementing Its place In our memories. Fine Dust Flies Far Far- ther And Fast Fast- er Eastward O'er The ocean Islands covered Together. Her deepest Grumblings Like a scorned woman's Persistent Mumblings Raging, Temper Escalating We all sit Waiting For the next Boom!
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Jan 13, 2023
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