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[faulknerwrites]

Cultural Dissonance Poem #3

[faulknerwrites]

Cultural Dissonance Poem #2

Maracuya

Brilliant yellow or faded grey

Over black seeds

Sweet and tart

Spread over cream

The sun shining over the earth

It was abundant

Always near

Like the tree tomatoes

And coconut candies

Now a fog on the edge of my vision

Disappearing with a glance

I spend

Hours

Searching stores

For a fruit like passion

Hoping for a glimpse

A hint

Of the taste of home

[faulknerwrites]

Cultural Dissonance Poem #1

I speak in tongues

Words come like fire,

Spitting off the tongue

They flow and skip,

water over stones

Twist from the mouth leave confusion in their wake

Indecipherable, a puzzle made of sound

Patterns and course

Nearly silent at once

Then

Rushing too fast for comprehension

Long to

Speak, words no longer

Trapped in cages

When they should fly off the tongue like birds