Category: Poem
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Eggshells
I cracked an egg on the counter My countenance floundered She must have seen it I went to chuck the shell pieces but she said, “Leave it” I was confounded The sound of the hardboiled egg crackin’ resounded She scooped up all the fragmented shell pieces Sprinkled a few on the kitchen floor Put a…
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Disappointment
It was a virtual meeting but she asked what I saw DISAPPOINTMENT was the word written across my mind’s wall I don’t know where it came from or who planted the seed Growing up, my parents provided everything a little girl could need I showed my dad my report card I ran fast in cross…
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Beach Houses
Huge wooden houses stand On top of the sand Stilts are like toothpicks beneath all that wood Skeletons, like legs that have run too far There’s nothing to show for the ones that once stood Monstrous waves peak at the first floor They keep chipping away till nothing’s there anymore Yeah, the ocean can eat…
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Hattie
She grew up in church but didn’t care for hypocrisy She grew and grew Some would say she chose apostasy She grappled with what she believed After 18 years, needed a reprieve So off to the beach it was And a tattoo just because Some new music – the radio! Some running and yoga, to…
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Marriage Poem
Last night I had a dream that my husband read my poems I’ve been wondering for years now if I should show him I’ve written about him and my friends Some secret things All those words and lines since childhood are my musings I could never get on a stage Or in front of a…
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A Satisfied Stomach
Uuuuuurrrrr Is it the neighbor kid on his bicycle rolling over gravel? Or the other neighbor working on his car – and without a paddle? Rumble rumble rumble Is it the overstuffed washing machine? Or the man next door wheeling out the trash can of green? Maybe it’s thunder Or the car going by My…
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The Graveyard
The whole world is in captivity Is God looking at us with antipathy? It’s a hurricane down here The grave has arms No one can escape it, no matter their wit, money, or charm I run past the cemetery on Sunday mornings I prefer that over sitting in a pew Both the living and the…
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Sunscreen
I’ve got a penchant for sunscreen The tall yellow aluminum bottle, or orange and blue Or the white plastic tube The application doesn’t really make me feel clean Nah, it’s the opposite Which is part of why I love it I keep my bottles next to the window So I can spray or rub on…
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Disappearing Neighbors
All my neighbors are disappearing The blonde lady around the corner, the one who used to always smoke And the one next door, the door with the Wiccan symbol on it He was always so kind Always told jokes I remember one time he helped shovel out an old lady’s car that got stuck in…
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Ecclesiastes
Ecclesiastes If you ask me Is where I tune in It’s where my day begins. And ends. It’s ironically how I muster up the strength to try at all Even though I was born to fall It’s why my husband gives stuff away The Teacher is right, we can’t hold on to anything Work success,…
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