Category: Midwest
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Oneirodynia
Disoriented, I wake stand at the kitchen sink For a moment, I feel as if I’m a child, again, living in Indiana, hunkered down, waiting for a blizzard, hoping they close school tomorrow But the wind doesn’t howl at my window tomorrow’s forecast is sunny and warm folks are hoarding sanitizer and toilet paper not…
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Crystal halos
(for an old college friend, Terry – stay well, my friend; I will see you on the safe side of summer) ‘Crystal Halos’ This morning, a bird woke me with insistent calls of “Pick me, pick me,” outside my window I sat barefoot on the porch watched light shimmy down from tree tops to run…
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Iowa
When crows fly off to winter in Mexico the woods grows dumb with grackles in trees Flocks of pundits that do not give good omens or laugh at the straw men caucusing in the fields Buzzards take their place along the fence watch squirrels play in traffic hoping for a meal 2-4-20
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Cold November School Days
1950’s cold rainy days days of buttered toast hot oatmeal breakfasts three spoons of sugar four, if mom wasn’t looking Days of flannel shirts and sweaters mittens tied with a string run through the sleeves of your coat yellow raincoat with a snap on hood Black galoshes pulled over shoes rows of shiny bend over…
My husband's poetry 