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The Monkey

door killea

When she was born
umbilical cut, a jagged knife
clown said we'll give her a monkey
a tricky little companion for life

the early years
the imp did his worst
a little conjuring
only play at first

honing his skills
through all her years
his sleights of hand
her oceans of tears

every now and then
raising his devious head
creating chaos all around
troubles, heavy as lead…

she laughs and laughs
so hard until she cries
farce of sorrows laid bare
in the depths of her eyes

feedback van andere lezers

• lief
  everbody's got something to hide except me and my monkey...
  
  I like it!
  
  xxx
  liefs
  killea: thank you Lief
  xx
  j
• Hoeselaar
  In de diepte van de ziel kan niemand kijken
  
  Willy
  killea: so true Willy, thank you
  xx
  j
• hettie35
  Graag gelezen,
  groetjes Hettie
  killea: many thanks Hettie
  xx
  j
• tessy
  Zeer gevoelig geschreven
  killea: thank you Tessy
  xx
  j
• manono
  I searched on Google for the meaning of 'imp'. Also looked for 'sleights' and 'conjuring'.
  
  Whoever this monkey may be, he or it is not good.
  killea: indeed he/it isn't Christine
  xx
  j
• jan
  you can read this in many different ways,
  
  xxx
  j
  killea: you got it, Jan
  xxx
  j