Category: Poem
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Myrtle
Myrtle You look like you are crying But your head is happy It’s puffy and pink, interspersed with green A pretty lady making a scene But your legs are crusty , worn, and weathered You’re scaling, shedding, falling apart Pink petals on the ground Coming undone, You work of art Maybe you know fall is…
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It’s Your Life
Make your life what you want If you find yourself complaining, stop and reflect Ask, “Why am I bored, angry, sad?” For it’d be a shame to look back and regret the life you had I used to make sandwiches for six dollars an hour When I was sixteen I’m glad I listened to my…
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Farewell, Dear Friend
Here we are In the middle of the Eastern Atlantic Halfway between Boston and Florida Beaches, prayers, bicycles, teenage antics Friends for half a life It’s been awesome, nothing short of nice. Virginia. Norfolk. Ocean View. Here’s a reflection on the state of me and you It looks a bit like a final summer sunset…
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Writer’s Block
There’s a block in my way It’s invisible But I know it’s there Just like air Every day It stands in my path And makes me miserable Maybe it’s why I clean the house And run and read Looking for motivation or inspiration Trying to wiggle around the frustration But I’m left still dreaming About…
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Outpouring of a Melted Heart
There are no words There are no songs or poems, dances or talks No deeds or gifts That could precisely say The way I feel because of what You’ve done You told me what happened Through imperfect people You wrote the story Liars and cowards, the fearful, the sick, the “enemy” Somehow through this history…
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An Old Friend’s Birthday
It’s your birthday today I texted you this morning – a happy one The text message ratios are my three to your none But love doesn’t keep score You’re moving on, anyway I just really miss how it was before Hanging out on a whim Trips and runs, card games and fun Coffee shops, good…
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Shattered Glass
I drove to your house yesterday Interstate and back roads A Sunday afternoon in May Dinner with you and your husband But not like how it used to be Your husband is new The house is too You show us your house And you seem happy I try to be too But wish we could…
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Mama
You know I don’t thank you enough And I never did before I was doing a writing exercise today in which I realized just that You gave your life to me, your life for me It’s a fact Sorry I didn’t realize all this then I was so caught up in my own world and…
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Puppy Dreams
Paws twitching Laden breathing Nose flipping This is Billy dreaming He spent the day at Happy Tails His heart’s now delighted Puppy eyelids heavy Tail fanned and holding steady – along the hardwood Rambunctious energy finally quieted He’s ready A tired dog is a dog that’s good Exhausted, content, safe Gone for the night I…
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Church
I straighten my hair You cut yours In our Sunday best We walk through the doors I’m in a green dress You’re in a suit The reason for us being here is somewhat moot We walk through the halls and say hello And grant factitious smiles to friendly people we don’t know I suppress my…
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