Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

Mourning Celebrations

mourning celebrations:

Easter without hunts
or relative sounds,
anniversary knells,
birthday sans icing —

tears well.

you wipe them off the screen,
clean as you go,
wash hypochondriac hands.

green sleeves

on the old oak awakes,
surely timed by mistake —
no one to dance underneath.

Autumnal leaves

ought to be
trickling down Ichabod’s arms
decomposing.

3/23/2020

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James Horn March 28, 2020 at 8:17 PM My wife's skin is wearing out. Wonder why? Kim Rodrigues March 30, 2020 at 5:59 AM Is she still working outside the house? I keep hand cream near me all the time. I was glad when the library let us work from home. I have a sister that works in banking so she has to still interact with the public. Be safe and thanks.

Constance La France March 23, 2020 at 3:02 PM Kim, deep and wonderful, sad times we are in, a funeral got cancelled for a family member, can you imagine that ! _Constance Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2020 at 6:15 PM So crazy! My sister was looking forward to a guy friend’s wedding having wanted to see him find someone for years. She bought a new dress. So sorry for your loss. My mom was in the hospital for a few days and we couldn’t go see her. Tight hugs...Kim

Panagiota Romios March 23, 2020 at 11:25 AM A perfect title to accompany your brilliant writing. Panagiota Xx Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2020 at 6:13 PM Thank you, sweet friend!

Maurice Rigoler March 23, 2020 at 10:19 AM Like the reference to the story of the headless horseman! / M Kim Rodrigues March 23, 2020 at 10:22 AM Thanks so much!