Amelia feels desperate
She is upset
demotivated
maybe sad
out of focus
a bit here
a bit there
Amelia is angry with the world
because the sky is cloudy
without shedding any snow
the trees are leafless
thin and mostly quiet
(smart birds emigrated already)
Amelia wants to shout
punch a pillow with ever-changing faces
*** of you ***
the nameless you
the one too slow at the checkout counter
the one who can’t stop texting
the one who hurts
the ones bleeding those countries
the spammers
bad jokers
sore losers
ungraceful winners
the dreamers and the romantics
pragmatics & escapists
Amelia talked to the mirror: It is so dark outside!
so many tasks to finish
so many loose ends
so …
Amelia felt hungry
humble
maybe arrogant
Nothing more than a bad day
Amelia ate a piece of bread
with butter and cherry jam
Tasty –she thought
The northern lights are behind these clouds
ready to light up the sky and my days
somehow
_____Adriana Citlali
XVIII-XII-MMXIV
Today @dVersePoets Pub we have Poetics of Bread.
When space is silence... 