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Small Gifts

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Secretly, obsessively images are tabulated and compared

to those behind my eyes, noting which manifest in reality

Those found in poems that save my life that day, or repeated

as themes of images for months and years on end in quantum

leaps to a childhood memory and the survival on that beach

Your gift so touched that child within me that the tears came

immediately falling between knee high slats disappearing in the dune

grasses in clumps holding as much of the rippling silicates from  winds

Trailing the impressions in sand of the scaly feet of Kingfishers

Spray on my face the salty waters that bring relief to large child problems

Thrown and drowned in the vastness of big waters and kind souls


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You are No Spring Chicken

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Her stroke causes her to drool when she talks.

She was telling me that she walked the track that morning!

Eternal optimists are a group that I admire and rarely relate to.

My experience is that they are like a “boy whistling in the dark”

She invited me to see her “garden” next week, I agreed to do that

Can’t help but wonder are we talking rock, window, Octopus’?


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Lawyering

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He landed the lead part as a lawyer, down and out, no less

If I tried, I’ld explain how completely different he seems from then

Our children know him now, but I have seen only time change

his appearance, I don’t know him at all anymore, more or less


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Hat no Hat

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Been told that 80% of body heat escapes off that noggin

Not least the wasted hours pushing that hair out of your face

The beanie you donned and the newsman’s trilby got me going

Opened the door just now for an ancient man in a tam o’shanter

Would you make a statement in a fez, or hold your own in a 10 gallon?

My point of course is to learn to spell yarmulke

And remind you all work makes CJohnny a dull boy

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Bachelors

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They always say the same exact thing,

“Came close, but I never met the right one”

(You know they are a just big assholes)

probably too selfish to really care about

some woman that will never meet their ideals

Women end up married to grounded men

that let themselves be family, not fantasy