Tagged: death
this evening, when the
this evening, when the
sandhill cranes arrived, you noticed
one colt missing – from
four to three to two to one, we
will one day all go missing
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: missing
no one caught it when
no one caught it when
you said it’s crushingly lonely
out here, making so
many connections just to
bear some semblance to wholeness
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: semblance
in life and in death,
in life and in death,
we will walk alone – in between,
let us be wholly
fooled by the closeness of it
all, heart to heart, skins touching
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: fooled
perhaps life and death
perhaps life and death
start with a cab ride, meter
running, waiting for
a destination – my hands are
deep in these pockets, searching
.
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the year of firsts will
the year of firsts will
pull no punches – a birthday
here, a holiday
there. we will discover micro-
tears to help us adapt next year
.
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by the time we reached
by the time we reached
the limestone fountain at the
Trie cloisters, no one
was carrying coins anymore
for tossing, nor crossing the realms
.
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on the first day of
on the first day of
spring, you
returned to us,
suddenly
fatherless. there
are parts of us
that will dance
around recognizing
parts of you
because no one
wants to claim
a familiarity
to loss
.
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