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A monk's life

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Poppy outside my window
Photo by Matilda

Today I'm going to start living like a monk
not allowing the god Critic to dictate my song
but to hear the gentle call of the Bird God, saying
"Look outside your window!
There's a second poppy blooming."

It has exploded, pink shrapnel hanging in tatters from its detonating core.
Another little bomb sits waiting to shake my world
with a colour explosion.

Being monk I will tend the plants
that exploded like an orgasm.
Taking deep delight in the birth of its seed
and the beauty of its short life.

Being a monk I will look out for love letters
all day long,
Listen for the Lover's song
and stand naked and trembling for a touch,
a soft wind hand stroking my face.

I will explode like the pink poppy
and bloom under this Spring Sun.

Matilda

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