Anniversary Grandparents Poems

I love hearing stories,
stories from my grandparents.
They love to tell stories,
stories from many years ago.
Grandma tells about bread,
when black showed up they would cut if off.
Then...

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Sticky Glue Stick

An SLR camera shutter clicks
shut, sticks then opens: at a
designated shutter speed.
The subject is caught and the 
camera’s quick: like a frog
unfurling its...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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We are apples growing on our parent's tree, planted by our grandparents from the apples of our great-grandparents ~ author

October skies still reflect in your...

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Strange Weather 

The camels are swimming, 
and who knew...
they knew how?
What a surprise...
to all that stood by, 
watching them cross the desert, 
like ducks on...

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The Bright Lights

Her hair is snow-white, 
but it was not always so. 
It was black, like the night. 
It was deep in color, 
near as...

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Alpha and Omega

The reality is that I love men. 
They are perfect, just as they are. 
Not always doing as they are supposed to do....

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Far Away Close Up

Right beside me in the car, 
but not here at all. 
Are you with her?
Who is she?
Do I care?
Should I, 
would it...

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Grief

God gave me an angel, 
a wife, 
a helpmate.
I had no idea the worth of that gift, 
bestowed upon my unworthy life.

Regret has nothing to...

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State Glamour

Bright beautiful colors, 
brilliant, not halfway. 
That is the fair, 
the beautiful fair. 
It is in the air...

The smells of sweet potatoes, 
dipped in...

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Daily Lives

Quietly I walk into the room. 
You have been asleep for hours. 
You got home late, 
not for the first time,
not the last. 
Days...

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Getting Married

My friend set down beside me, 
she smiled and sighed. 

"My daughter is getting married."
A mixture of emotions flashed...
through my head, 
spread to my...

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Party Loudly 
(and hats that fit badly)
 
The comments of strangers, 
passers-by on the street,
people that matter very little, 
or even not at all. 

Effect...

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The First Day, I Keep

Your eyes,
will be the stars, 
in my sky.
Your smile, 
the very desire...
of my being. 

I will etch your lovely face,
upon my...

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The Snow Falls

Softly my love, 
I watch every flake,
come slowly from no where, 
outside my vision, 
beyond the window boundaries,
magical…even whimsical…
the white soft “above”, 
to...

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