Blonde

Blonde

Dim wit, or nitwit
Is a borderline insult and doormat,
Is just plain bulldozing and still, look at anything
Blonde, you get a feeling of
Being a perennial understatement.

“How many blondes to write a poem?”
One to put the thinking Viking hat on,
One to look at the northern lights,
And the midnight sun, looking for inspiration,
One to pitch Swedish words,
Sounding like English, and one to
To draw metaphors from arctic foxes,
Reindeer and lichens in the Tundra,
One to be a muse, like the little mermaid
In Copenhagen,

And finally, one dynamite blonde,
To define beauty, as the colorless, pallid
Tone that accompanies blue eyes,
Which becomes a poem on her own right,
A bombshell hiding a cluster bomb,
That like an open tinderbox,
Needs very little to kindle.

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meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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