Monday, April 15, 2013

They Come at Night

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NaPoWriMo Day 15 (halway there!). I used the PAD Challenge for Day 15 and wrote two poems, different in tone.

They come at night
Thousands of
Barely visible
They hide in our closets
While we sleep
Tearing the fabric
Leaving behind
Something that resembles
Our past
But is not quite like it.
A new day comes
And, embarrassed,
We look at each other.
The seams are not quite there
And the sun can be seen
Through the tears.

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They come at night, one by one,
Out of a secret drawer
She surrounds herself with
Sweet little stuffed animals
They are everywhere
And she knows that, once again,
Everything’s good
And she can be
The princess
In her own story.
Don’t tell anyone. 
They might think it is strange
For a woman her age
To have such a dirty secret.


  1. Sweet. nice. I like the two renditions.

  2. Such beautiful images Natasa. I was amazed to see that English is not your native language. The word play at the end of your first poem - the double meanings of "tears"... I'm even more impressed than I already was.

    1. Yes,that's right. English is my foreign language and that's a big restriction. I have discovered that restrictions can be good for a poet and I almost prefer my English poetry to my Serbian poetry. I take myself less seriously in English. Paradoxically, I find writing prose in English more difficult.