Tagged: years

mom’s miniature

mom’s miniature
roses survived after all
these years, countless tries

later, now out back fending for
themselves against wandering deer
.
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the point of art is

the point of art is
to start a conversation –
deep in bushwick, one

messenger to another
messenger, years in between
.
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we are waiting in-

we are waiting in-
definitely for the door
to open just a

crack – years and years and years, the
yet-to-be-categorized
.
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the things you didn’t

the things you didn’t
grow up with will always surprise
you even years from

now – with wonder, still, the snow
falling and sticking, on repeat
.
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across the years, we

across the years, we
will change the way we measure,
keep, and lose track of

time – it’s inevitable, a
matter of right place, different time
.
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for a number of

for a number of
days, weeks, months, or even years,
there will be humming-

birds in the backyard searching
for the lost rose of sharon
.
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after all these years,

after all these years,
new shoots sprouting, leaves coming
and going, the shape

of our fig tree remains the
same – present and providing
.
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not all fried chicken

not all fried chicken
are created equal – we
each take detailed notes

across the years, memories
stained with shiny family smiles
.
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even after all

(for mom)

even after all
these years, you still have the right
combination of

words, just enough syllables
to lighten every burden
.
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year after year, we

year after year, we
hold tighter to these
memories
that threaten to swim
farther
and farther out,
testing their range
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: memories