Category: abuse
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Hiding to be found
She ran away left a husband and two boys Said nothing, didn’t leave a note She called her parents’ house once asked to talk with her dad Her mother cussed her out and said don’t call again Her brother’s seen her a couple times she asked about her dad and sons She didn’t make her…
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The taste of fresh shelled walnuts
East of town along a gravel road next to a barbed wire fence a large walnut tree grew On a day ripe for playing Mom piled her kids in a ‘57’ DeSoto to pay a visit to a lonely tree We gathered up free walnuts in a burlap bag from weeds in the ditch under…
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Along a fence line of childhood dreams wild berries once grew Birds would feast among thorns for summer fruit left ungathered Now your bed linens hang on a clothes line with purple bruises scavengers have deposited of half-digested dreams you left hanging on the vine 1-4-20
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haiku that expresses some of my kinder feelings about hackers:
a pox on hackers may rheumatoid arthritis curl and hurt fingers 10-14-19
My husband's poetry 