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Kitchen Poem

1/12/2016

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The window sits
crooked in its frame
the cat arrives
late for breakfast
one eye on the lost angel
sleeping in my bed
I try to be silent
careful, still dropping
how he crashed
this miracle, this mystery
keeping me up late
giving me turn after turn
like a key he keeps trying
in heaven’s locked door
I wash the dishes
with a crooked smile
the cat keeps watch
and the angel still lies
sleeping in my bed.

***This poem was published in the April 2016 Waterways Poetry Journal!


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    Heather Lee Rogers

    I write and perform poetry.  I have been published on many websites and in many print publications at various times throughout my life. I live in NYC where I also tell stories as an actor. Acting projects make me forget that I'm a poet for long stretches of time.  But I mean to work on that here: I'll be posting old poems, new poems, and everything in between. Thanks for visiting.  Enjoy!

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