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There Is a Tree

A Poem by jdTella

there is a tree inside this house of paper kites clothed in Christmas lights under a roofless night I want to cut through the sky abov..

Memory is a Spyglass

A Poem by jdTella

memory is a spyglassthrough which I seea worn-out photographwhere my handis holding yourson a stray landnight is a suitcasein which I keepthe outer sp..

Washed Away

A Poem by jdTella

washed away as a leave in the rain I live in a train trundled away I look away as the last glint scuttles behind the wagon walls..

My Banana Tree

A Poem by jdTella

my banana tree stands blithely free it is ought to be nothing more than an ornament for a green ground of grass but no one hears ..

My Bedroom Slippers

A Poem by jdTella

my bedroom slippers are the rightful keepers of the steps I take thinking around about the choices I make I turn on the lights I..

All There Is

A Poem by jdTella

in the metro, a fat lady takes two seats at a restaurant a man does not know what to eat on the street a bus driver hits a sparrow with the f..

By The Swings

A Story by jdTella

Hey everybody! I invite you to join By The Swings; a group entirely focused on any piece of writing, poetry, short stories, microstories and else abou..

The Sleepers Know Not Less

A Poem by jdTella

the sleepers know not lessthan those who get no restfor resting fixes the messpicking on your head and chestcrushing leaves for funcannot be always on..

The Man on the Moon

A Poem by jdTella

There’s a man on the moon he is not a mad man it’s not a full moon Some call the man a loon for he waits for someone to som..