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Children Asleep

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how many times

have I tried to

describe the

feeling of

tenderness

arising in me

in a poem

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as I walked the

garden at night

at dusk or through

cloudy days when

your little heads

are reclined all

closed down as

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children asleep

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the daisies would

not hear me

nearing them

a motherless

woman being

the greatest

mother of all

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Black Rim

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I walk around my

small land where trees

abound and I have

a restlessness this year

I never had as if

my garden and I have lost

communication

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but I attend the land a lot

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I sit waiting as at

the bed of a sick child to

whom nobody hands

water exhausted

I tighten my hands one

with the other in

silent pain I look down

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to the aging skin

to the black rim under

my nails its dirt

sticking to me my garden’s

way to hold onto me

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On Tenderness – Dec.2021

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where did my soul go

she’s hurt and offended

she’s hiding from me

from others I will go now

looking for her I will

walk long step after step

until the blood pumps

until the heart awakens

until my legs hurt no more

until I could hear my soul’s

voice calling me out to be

taken softly in my arms

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A River Pouring from California Notebooks

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a river pouring
you are not rushing

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to me poetry flows
out is hard to contain

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I’ve no hands for that use
I’ve new eyes to embrace

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strong legs clasped around
it’s an odd place wonderful

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to be tell me what is
new today with you

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Prelude

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I do not ever

want to leave

this silence

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this peace that

scared me yesterday

prelude of heaven

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as I remember it

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To The End

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we all walk
bundled up on
winter days
but the dogs

jump for joy

the old man
will not sit by
his fire he takes
himself out

slowly stretching
his steps next
to the lines
of poplars

he will walk to
the end not
a thought
of surrender

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© 2013

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