Mike Samford Poet Free verse

Now That He Is Gone

I didn’t think I would miss him, 
and I was right. 

There are brown spots in the yard where 
I scalped it with my lawnmower, 
I don’t care, it’s just grass 
and it grows to fast anyway. 
He would have been sure to point 
that out to me, if he’d hadn’t gone. 

I’m glad his son took his old dog. 
I can fix that hole in the fence now 
that his dog won’t be coming 
through it to beg scraps from me. 

I sure won’t miss his bad haircut
and I’m glad I won’t have to laugh 
at his poor, worn-out jokes --anymore 

now that he’s gone. 
I won’t have to show him 
how to play dominoes, or work 
on his beat-up car, or 
fix his antique tiller before 
we replant that garden in his back yard. 
I will miss our tomatoes 
now that he’s gone.

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Carolyn Devonshire March 2, 2009 at 2:20 PM Mike, from this nostalgic poem, I take it you missed "him" even more than the tomatoes. It was kind of you to help him out; you'll reap the rewards someday. Love, Carolyn

Vince Suzadail Jr. December 24, 2008 at 8:55 AM Hi Mike, Merry Christmas to you and yours. This was a good reflective write. Some things we take for granted and look back, realizing they were better time than they seemed when we were living them. God Bless. Vince

Denis Joe December 1, 2008 at 3:25 AM Mike this is a fantastic poem. the use of metaphor is inventive and gives the reader a picture of the man. The narrative flows well and the use of language in it is skilled and well thought out and the dialectic of departure and being is presented as a strong argument.