It’s a silver metal and wood encased box,
wrapped with a thin white bow.
A gift from my favorite friend,
I refuse to open.
The door, she lays next to
is really her exit.

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After the ethereal wind stopped
and the ocean receded,
I learned
fences have no meaning.
Keeping people divided,
really does not work.
between neighbors,
get knocked down.
After earthquakes,
lines disappear.
Walls fall,
fences break
People step
over boundaries.
They help,
reach out.
We should know …

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2016 Annual Poem

In the news, this year and now appearing.

the sparkling snow and white tail deer,

with a distracted camper no longer peering

… through his telescopic lens aperture.

Meanwhile, dashing through …

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What roads diverge in my soul,

of love and desire.

To travel on a wooded road,

to make camp and read poetry

by a warm fire.

I’ve told people I’m a counselor,

a craftsman of words.

But …

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Love Poem

Let me gently hold your heart

blowing warm air into it

like a burning fire,

stoking the lingering burnt embers

that lay beneath your sole.

As I fan the heat inside you

you’ll taste my …

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Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water,
Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill…
she’s left with a pocket full of posies in a …

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