Nolcha Fox
/ GreyThoughts.InfoI wrote this poem for my…
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…the citrus sunset
brought you to my table.
You peeled an…
By Nolcha Fox
…waterfall of regrets.
How do I return time I borrowed
from childhood to act older than my years?
Now that my future…
By Nolcha Fox
I grieved when my brother killed…
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…trapped in a box, beribboned.
Your hair blond halo in the wind,
your eyes blue marbles…
By Nolcha Fox
Sometimes we have…
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…hello. It’s been a while.
A year, you say. H.ow are
the kids? I know you’re…
By Nolcha Fox
I wrote this poem for my…
———
…the citrus sunset
brought you to my table.
You peeled an…
By Nolcha Fox
…waterfall of regrets.
How do I return time I borrowed
from childhood to act older than my years?
Now that my future…
By Nolcha Fox
I grieved when my brother killed…
————
…trapped in a box, beribboned.
Your hair blond halo in the wind,
your eyes blue marbles…
By Nolcha Fox
Sometimes we have…
————
…hello. It’s been a while.
A year, you say. H.ow are
the kids? I know you’re…
By Nolcha Fox
I wrote this for the 22nd…
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… the memories we cling to
crumble into stardust,
when it’s hard for…
By Nolcha Fox
As our memory deteriorates, we need to rely on family and friends more and more.
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…you shovel cornflakes
into the gaps
between my…
By Nolcha Fox
Asking for help writing…
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…asked the birds
if they wanted to be a poem.
They cocked their…
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Struggle (fire) makes us capable of great things.
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…blinding light that
scorches my skin,
combusts the…
By Nolcha Fox
Life's journey doesn't end with death.
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…journey’s never over
even when I think I’m done.
The goal is just another…
By Nolcha Fox
Nothing is more uncomfortable than soggy socks.
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…mismatched and sliding
at different speeds
down rain-pelted…
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This poem was inspired by cleaning…
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…rearranging
kitchen shelves,
the dead are…
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When we defer our dreams…
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…dream deferred
is a letter under a bin
full of mystery…
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…a French movie,
I’d ride a bike down
a cobblestone street,
narrow enough that…
By Nolcha Fox