Upward County

very much newness.... much

many things, aplenty

it rushes past me

I catch a glimpse

                            but I don’t know its face

altogether unfamiliar, dissimilar

a stranger

oh my, how new

this fresh flush of the first new day

crisp, cold and voluminous

foreigner

new

newfoundland


-CocoaTea Poetry🌱

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craven and cold

I was reading this article on Pornography is a Public Health Crisis by Zahra

Paragraph 5 stirred this poem.

The brutalisation of the imagination

unwitting, but inerrant

…..desensitization

numbness creeping in, cold air sinking to the bottom

a society’s number internally rotten


-CocoaTea Poetry🌱