Iwan Jaconiah Poems

A morning comes outside a window;
silent and pale
nobody's home, just a broken shadow
standing and laughing beside me.
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There is no tobacco
just seed.

There is no taboo
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: a lovely dog

There is no smile at home
since you are not here.
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There is no bad wine,
it can be worst
only in our hearts.
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A man is sitting on the bench
with an empty gun
two peacocks are watching him
a new day has begun.
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