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Mrs. D
I got the news today In a text message flurry You’d passed away On the table – heart surgery I pictured your bright blonde hair Your three children I dated your second son in junior high – if that means anything 22 years ago Remember back then, a childhood fling Time flies, don’t you know
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The Sermon on the Mount
I’ve been tuned in to the Sermon on the Mount Trying to love my enemies and turn the other cheek But I’ve dropped the ball more times than I can count For example: Yesterday I was interrupted in the workplace and told, “You look like you just got back from a water park” I was
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A Thing Like That
How a storyteller can pull someone in How characters and reality can blend How a book can be unputdownable How do you describe it Like the majestic mountains after you’ve hiked them Or describing to your best friend the man you’ve found yourself liking How do you explain the feeling of falling in love To
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The Wren
You sound a little like that bird Calling and crying from the corner The beauty of the day is obscured In the middle of joy, a mourner Sitting on top of the STOP sign Fluttering about The whole neighborhood hears you whine You say your legs are too thin Only the rich and powerful win
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Friends in the Park
A lot of people are mean As I’ve gotten older, it’s a thing I’ve seen Pushing others down to climb higher Saying nasty things to grant a selfish desire So on a pretty Sunday morning I snuck out with my dog We headed to the park for a swim and a jogI hoped we got
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The Kids in the Cul-de-sac
His pants were about three inches above his ankles Were they jeans, I couldn’t tell He was moving around the lawn of the house where the new neighbors lived But I hadn’t seen him there before It was typically just kids But as I walked today I thought it was strange That that old man
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Azaleas
The azaleas bloom on your birthday If you were coming by for dinner I’d pick some and stick them in a Mason jar An ersatz vase Just filled 1/3 with water Fuchsia pink on the wood table Maybe a few surrounding green leaves Something about the beauty, the simplicity I haven’t seen you in a
writings on life
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