Tag Archives: Family

Two Daughter Dungeon Dance

  Like ants crawling over a carcass Or gulls swooping in for a morsel They came Not in a colony or flock Just two Daughters on the edge Unable to carry the weight of transition The clinging to normalcy The … Continue reading

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The Streetlights

For months the streets were dark, streetlights disconnected Citizens were shadows, businesses uneventful Difficult to see as one rides through the city. Cathedral security  and vehicle high beams the only light puncturing the dark. The streetlights are back on now … Continue reading

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COMFORT

Comfort Does not second guess life Does not discard the mundane Comfort Cherishes timid self Taken down from uncertain shelfs   Comfort Does not scoff at liberty Does not seclude one’s love Comfort Caresses issues dear Supports a vision clear … Continue reading

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GRANDMOTHER LULLABYE

I share an evening lullabye With the robin on the budding maple branch With the jay settling nestlings in the walnut nest With violets and dandelions scattered over the lawn While pine boughs gently bounce in the breeze Peaceful humming … Continue reading

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Prescriptions for Pain

They march and they march To clinic and ward and ER They ask and seek and plead Stop the pain that makes the heart bleed The limb, the hip, the neck, the back Physicians are a revolving door Resolving this … Continue reading

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Primitive Legacy

A primitive people Once roamed this shore This land was quietly owned Lovingly embraced The creatures respected Natural resources godlike. What remains of their path? Shabby remnants! Street names City parks Long-forgotten legends Fill dusty books! Where are their faces? … Continue reading

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Burnt Toast

The married wife of the union mechanic rode through the avenues and byways thinking of the day and the fight in the morning during burnt toast then she looks at her hand and she sees with regret that her fingernail … Continue reading

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