Category: Family
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4 a.m.
In my mother’s voice a cup and bowl call from the sink “Albert, how did you go to bed with dirty dishes in the sink? Quietly, I shut the kitchen door wash the dishes and try not to wake my wife sleeping in the bedroom Making the woman in your head and the one in…
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Reading Isaiah
Do sheep know a good shepherd from a bad shepherd Or follow the woolly ass in front of them And flee the yip and yap of a dog snapping at their heels? “Mount up like eagles” the view is better 1-19-20
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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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Dressing for sleep
This morning, I read poem by a poet about the passing of her mother and the washing of her body. When my parents died the funeral home came and got them to prepare for burial It was all prepaid – just like in the ads on TV. The caskets and grave site already chosen. We…
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the chicken sandwich war
Having to watch an ad for a chicken sandwich before I could see a news report about the attack on a U.S. Military base in Kenya where four humans hated us enough to die and go to heaven – is an appetite suppressant I don’t know where all of this killing will lead us But…
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Animus Non Novi Anni
knowing that thirstiness consumes my reason my faults mocked my new year resolve I sip hot tea too soon and scald my tongue 1-2-20
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A Poem for Mark Galli – Thank You
Speak out even if no one listens Whisper if only your friends can hear Sit silent and they believe you approve 1-2-20
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The New Year’s cat
Gray and white tabby sits on a stump bell around its neck watches me dig roots of dead trees the earth has heaved to the surface Gray and white tabby sits on a stump preening in the sun watches me watch him watching me Gray and white tabby jingles his boredom turns his back walks…
