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    Spoon Full of Orange Peels
    Spoon Full of Orange Peels
    Spoon Full of Orange Peels
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    Spoon Full of Orange Peels

    By Criscelda Mortimore

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    A collection of 146 poems arranged into 5 categories. The categories are based upon the way that the poem feels and also, subject matter. Each category is bound together by one micro poem that sums up the ambiguities of the category.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCriscelda Mortimore
    Release dateDec 1, 2020
    ISBN9781735628936
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      Book preview

      Spoon Full of Orange Peels - Criscelda Mortimore

      To my muse

      for existing.

      Spoon Full of Orange Peels

      Copyright 2020 Criscelda Mortimore

      All rights reserved

      Book cover designed by Budi Setiawan

      (IG: @boedishim)

      Table of Contents

      I: And sunlight, too

      is good, for wounds.

      Scars

      Possibility

      The Beautiful Unicorn

      Swimming

      Mouthful of Diamonds

      The Warmth and the Light

      Above My Midnight

      The Present

      Sunlight

      Wrinkles

      Only for You

      A Smile

      Lovely

      A Room Within a Room

      Red Roses

      Chaste Beauty

      Rose Petal

      Never a Thing

      The Mother Who Rejected Her Children

      The Agonizing Side to Mother’s Day

      Red Butterfly

      A Little Plastic Bag

      Wrecked Roses

      Wild Things

      Marigold

      Humility

      The Flight of Withered Petals

      Things

      A Month-And-A-Half Into Quarantine

      I Adjust My Headphones

      Love III

      Homeowners Insurance

      Hedonist

      At Last

      II: I sat in a chair

      and I didn’t move.

      I was in a dark room

      and I was pleased.

      In the Quiet

      In a Faraway Land

      Relief

      Large, Black, Heavy-Duty, Industrial-Sized Trash Bags

      For Once

      The Sinking of a Plastic Cup

      The Tip of My Pencil

      Barren Walls

      Shredded Paper

      The Mortar and the Pestle

      The Puzzle Is Broken

      I Fell off the Table

      I Gave Birth to a Son

      Mastery of Life

      A Poet

      All My Best Friends

      My Dear Friend

      A Grey Mist

      Just to See the Sparks

      No

      This Not That

      The Experience of Dishes

      The Little, Square, Plastic Portal

      The L Wants to Go Somewhere

      A Box

      Black Stallion

      III: I don’t understand anything.

      I only understand that I love you.

      The One Whom Jesus Loved

      A One Such as I

      My Edward Scissorhands

      In the Adoration Chapel

      Let Me Sit Next to You

      Conundrum

      The Faith of Mary

      I Tried to Be a Saint

      What I Wish

      Trust

      Knowledge of Self

      Faith II

      Thorns

      Try Again

      Big White Wings

      The Hummingbird

      Stranger

      Variations on a Theme

      God and the Devil

      Forgiveness II

      The

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