Kitchen is for Dancing
We were young
Music was in our feet.
My older sister and I
left with the chores
of the evening after dinner
to clean the kitchen.
We would wash the dishes
And as we did, we danced.
Rock and roll
And beach music,
the shag was the rage,
linoleum floor.
Our grandparent’s home
and white wash cupboards.
a small kitchen table
With a swinging door to the dining room.
A door we kept closed
So we could dance to the radio
Sitting on the yellow table
Loud enough to get by …
not loud enough to get caught
Elvis, the Beatles and Buddy Holly
Transformed into our bandstand
As we found ourselves dancing
In grandma’s kitchen …
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Father Time
Father Time returns
Another year older
His beard whiter
The weather much colder .
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Tea
I poured my tea
And let it rest upon the fireplace.
I sat close by to stay warm
The embers glow on my face.
The storm just close enough
to warn that it is near and cold.
Staying far away
the clouds are gray and bold.
I return to the warmth
and start to drink my tea
It is the safety of my home
that truly comforts me.
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Young Goblins
The moon is out
The ghost about
In this soon to be
🎃 Halloween.
I run in fright
In the night
And hope to not be seen.
But the Casper winks
The pumpkins blink
As I pass the hallow team
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Morning
Stretching so far
I try to see
the dark coal sky
hanging over me.
Constellations I recognize
spatter light in my eyes.
Laughing they drop
right before the horizon
turns crimson red.
I see the universe go on ahead.
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Memorial Day
Weekend 
Speckled white and ash
Contrast green and soldiers seen
In uniform past.
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Spring Again
The sky begins
To rumble
The earth breaks
And begins to crumble
Bulbs push up
To soak in rain
And signs now show
Spring returned again
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New Years Day
Breaking trail
the first day.
The year is now
a different number.
A cold night
a restless slumber.
2021 even sounds
better than before .
So slowly we open,
now close the door.
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