sleepwriting
Words and Art by Susan Waddell
21 August 2011
Morning walk 1: poem
Blotchy-trunked gum trees
cluster in the morning,
lean and lanky
as adolescent boys
in school assembly.
14 August 2011
The Mirror: poem
I fought
the sightless beast
with sword and wit
and still my foe
matched every move
Until
in exhaustion
we dropped as one
pressed cheek to cheek
in self-defeat.
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