WRITING 201 : DAY 06 – “THE PERFUMED STICK” – BALLAD, HEROINE, ANAPHORA/EPISTROPHE


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she, nineteen hundred and twenty-five, was born

nineteen hundred and twenty-five, two of July

a mother she didn’t know and her life was torn

gone far away, far, not reachable by a cry

where did she go, she didn’t know of a place

she kept asking, she always heard a secret lie

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grieving weeks passed and the searching years had flowed

couldn’t find, embrace the she where her life began

thought of  guidance to seek help to where she strove

didn’t have some leak nor an old photo in hand

not a single shape of face to spot in crowd

not a simple color of skin to shine and stand

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where’s the mother, a nightly scene, in her dreams

missing her nightly to plant a meaningful kiss

in the depth of her sleep a visit of screams

flashes of scenes forming a long line of abyss

from the starting point treading a visual scar

she’s leading a path, the single point she can’t miss

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she traced her dreams and soon tracked the dreaded hell

the sidewalks of the city and the gutters den

an old woman draped in all poverty’s shell

lurking in knees, naked of feet  smelling  cayenne

her arms reaching  to heavens asking some alms

and the long lost daughter gave some to an alien

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but the coins dropped not in the woman’s cold palm

it slipped through her fingers  into the concrete floor

she stooped down to reach  three five-peso coin alms

and that was the start opening the ajarred door

the old woman’s eyes meet hers and the heart jumped

and tickled their blood finding some feelings of yore

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is this the flash that she dreamed for the past nights

wrinkled face, woman with a mole on the left cheek

confused, teary, frightened with the spoken sights

this time she won’t remain silent and just be meek

it’s your daughter, long lost years, the days be bright

hugs, embraces, cayenne smell became perfumed stick

                                                         –oOo–

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