Category: Poem
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Loki
Billy went out the back door, his usual routine At lunch time He passed right through the screen His snout met the ground He looked around Then he headed straight for the bush along the fence I watched in suspense He barked, then wagged his tail Barked some more I called him to come but…
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The Talker
I loathe knocking on the door that separates us Your space and mine, divided – on somewhat neutral ground I’m convinced there’s some tertiary force that creates this fuss I hold my breath, tap the door, then turn the knob To my dismay it swings open I was hoping somehow it wouldn’t I don’t even…
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My Front Yard
On a Thursday evening My brain is fried I made it through another busy day and no one died I can’t possibly talk to one more soul All the interaction and problem solving has taken its toll At 6:30 I go out to unwind, finally Flip flops and shorts My dog and I plop down…
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Running to the Empty Tomb
Despite centuries, armies, kings, famine and sword There’s an old story that still circulates This time of year more so It tells of a different kind of lord No matter how many times I hear it, it resonates No matter what happens, it can’t shake this faith Tons of years gone by sense that man…
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Rental Car
I’m not impressed by new cars Bigger, bigger, bigger Like everything, goes the standard Four tires and a frame Shiny screens, Bluetooth, electric, they’re all the same I rented the smallest one I could this week while my truck was in the shop Experimenting before buying one new A peppy white car, 90,000 miles, 2022…
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Introvert
I can’t blame it on COVID It was there before I’ve been this way for a while and I know it Please, don’t call me to share any news I’ll stay at home and read the reviews Please don’t invite me to dinner It’s nice of you But I’d rather be on the beach with…
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Pollen
She comes to me in a cry There’s yellow in her hair Her right cheek hurts There’s a shiner under each eye Her nose drips Her voice is hoarse She barely squeaks out her discourse She comes every spring and fall Is it the tobacco or alcohol She wheezes She sneezes Nasal passages are swollen…
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The Beach in March
The water is green Like a spring dress Along the shore Further out in the bay it’s dark blue God’s absolute best The clouds are on tour: cumulonimbus, cirrus, stratus His arms reach out here Surely he’s not mad at us Overhead, white pelicans On the gray jetties, dark-coated double breasted cormorants A golden river…
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The Referee
In black and white stripes Under the bright lights Not a zebra but he can move Out on this stage there’s a lot to lose Ten thousand cheer, 10,000 boo In a fit of action, that orange ball comes close to the hoop It comes down to two intermingled players – one in red, one…
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The Funeral Home Owner
There’s a funeral home just off the highway Its banner is clear Burial and crematory – get it all here! I’m going 55 in the right lane on a Friday Pick up trucks race Motorcycles weave The cars around me leave no space The weekend’s eve A guy on his bike needs to get to…
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