poet

I gather my thoughts

As I hang the phone

Back to go quiet again

I think of our conversation

And become somber

Because now I worry

Why , because I hear the pain

Pain that should have never

Been your pain

Pain that should have never

Been my pain .

But it was and it still is

And we did not know

Until it was to late

To ask , why?

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Dedicated to my sister and me

only sometimes I

walk outside after dark,

Barefoot on

the cool soft grass

feeling the renewal come

from deep inside the earth

Replenishing tired feet

and calming the spirit,

the energy of nature …

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A reflection set, a glance,

mirrored back the soul,

as narcissus asks himself

will I ever grow old.

The water shivers and

and refuses to say.

He looks again closer,

insisting to know.

He slips and falls

into the murky tow .

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can it be I think

The colors fade in a blink

So I wait …😅

Often pansies stuck inside,

cut from a garden

right outside.

She gathered them,

cleaned them,

a bouquet she would make.

Then she would say,

” oh goodness sake.”

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I was always treated

Less than

Then I found running

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