Category: friends
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Alice and Chester
Lately, my parents have appeared in my dreams young from before I was born I wonder if they dream of me or dream of a better son Who didn’t push limits get in trouble and grew up to be rich and successful They seemed happy unencumbered by children with dreams of post-war America and prefab…
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match.com
You wondered If she ever carried a cardboard box Home from the grocery, One that packed Cans of peaches In tight neat rows, Propped one side up with a stick Tied to a string and Hid behind a forsythia bush Burning bare legs In the sun waiting To capture the Easter Bunny. She read your…
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obituaries
Every morning you check obituaries To see if you have died or are just hanging out To haunt family and friends 2-17-21
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poem for her husband’s passing
She wrote It’s been a long journey He passed away this morning I’m ok Our son is here for a few days Family and friends support me Due to COVID There will be no service, but some day In the future, we will gather for stories and food Love to you For your friendship all…
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Rainy day
Rain in yard, coffee on porch, Friend on phone Says hello, how are you? We talk of family, of health, Of vaccines, Grandiose post-COVID plans Last leaves launch in air In seven days Write fears on paper Consign in Solstice fire Happy Hanukkah Merry Christmas, and Kwanza, too 12-14-20
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Tercet in Black
A decade or so ago I met three high school students young black girls ready to burst I shared the stage, heard them read, become what I am not Removed from seeding pots, they went to college; roots need room to grow I catch glimpses on social media, they don’t need another unasked for opinion…
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Pet me
Slow morning a book on a bench in the park friend stops by to record a poem It is good to have friends Last night’s ashes still too warm to throw away maybe, tomorrow Waiting for a phone call If the wind is right I hear semis miles away on interstate a friend walks by…
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Two ways to eat poetry
1) Remove factory slices from plastic bag Be sure to retwist the tie to keep the rest from going stale Every slice the same thickness note uniform color and texture An occasional baked in void or bubble will drip butter on your shirt Enriched and fortified Easy to digest 2) Walk to a bakery Buy…
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Old coffee
Years ago, I had a secretary Who’d lecture me on coffee cup hygiene Wash away weeks of hard earned residue I’d tell her coffee was too weak That old coffee added just enough flavor To the Folgers in my cup She’d walk back to her desk, mutter You can make the coffee tomorrow Next day,…
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