Husband Angel Poems

Coping with Agoraphobia well you are basically pent up 
in your home for me it finally took it's toil my therapist 
came to my home...

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How to attach a shower curtain...

I revisit rather than write from scratch
a poem crafted May twenty third 
two thousand and twenty
since the following words apropos
and...

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Who was a family show singer,
when her young daughter tried to be a dead ringer.
He brought her to life,
then she became  his wife.

 
Her...

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that dark place had returned although 
I tried to conceal it but there it was again 
it had been years through medication therapy 
mass singing...

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Not quite a slave 

After war number 2 when the time was hard and
oil was undiscovered, hidden under deep waters 
when our town stank of...

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Being a Military of the Purple Heart member 
simply loving a Purple Heart recipient days 
can sometimes be very long seated with these 
brave men...

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"A mother's love is made in heaven." Quote Written By Poet

She was a young and beautiful bride,
then her handsome husband died.
The fast car came out...

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Sidewalks

We walked along the sidewalks
that paralleled the beach,
the ocean roaring in the distance
just beyond the soft sands,
an echo of all the waves
that have ever touched...

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Everyone tells us what to do when a cherished-Love-one dies.
So, I will just suggest that one should not allow themselves to grieve too long. Spend...

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Poetic paean to papa's princess

Otherwise titled:
Mien wonderful wedded divine wife....,

whose piercing deliverance,
a balm ameliorating tattooed strife
despite being dirt poor,
(especially after dirty deeds done... 
generating thunderstruck...

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Choices

The choices we  make
for ourselves, 
often if nearly always
effect others. 

The milkman is late, 
breakfast is later, 
the kids are 
barely going to make...

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Blessed

A blessed man, 
is a man that knows God. 
That is close to Him, 
with every breath of his life. 

A blessed man, 
is one...

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Ruth
Whose mudhouse is in silent dale?
Who liveth in lane so desolate?
Is this the house of saddest Ruth?
From madding world thus isolate
 
Oh I've seen her...

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The Waves

We walk along the shore together. 
We stop, and look out upon the sea. 
Words come to the surface, 
and sink again, 
unspoken. 

You...

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The pink polka-dot nightgown,                     ...

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