My husband's poetry

Category: friends

  • for Jane

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    I journeyed to Cedar Creek to visit a friend She made me lunch, talked of her children memories of her husband plans for her house and yard She introduced me to her friend who lives on a hill through the trees We walked home through the woods she showed me all that was and all…

  • School yard shark

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    Cat eyes, milkies, puries, aggies, speckled whites and blues and blacks, a steely shooter my prized possession. I lost it to a chipped cat eye. He put it in his pocket and used the damaged shooter, until I wouldn’t wager anymore good marbles against his lucky one. He gathered up his winnings in a draw…

  • a short sentence explaining life in the cloud

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    In the middle of the night, you wake, check your cell phone to see what time it is and two hours later, you check, again to see if you are properly rested before you get out bed, you check the thermostat to decide if you are comfortable, you read hometown obituaries online to find out…

  • Alice and Chester

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    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…

  • match.com

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    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…

  • obituaries

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    Every morning you check obituaries To see if you have died or are just hanging out To haunt family and friends 2-17-21

  • poem for her husband’s passing

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    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…

  • Rainy day

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    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

  • Tercet in Black

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    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…

  • Pet me

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    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…