Introspection Family Poems

Know that you are loved.
At times, may not feel true, but
Know this -"I love you"!...

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Dear ‘Prudence’
would have been my fate 
after the song
if he had his way
luckily that night in June
not a moment too late
nineteen eighty-six
my mother crowned me...

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I saw a man leave today
  he had April in his eyes
a hipflask in his pocket
  as he said his last goodbyes

and all...

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grateful for whispers
of loved ones who've departed
here warming my heart
grateful for the here and now
with my loved ones by my side...

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Everyone sees color differently

some color-blind

yet they know the texture and 
warmth of shades, bland
grays more a product of heart
and not one’s eyes – 

not all...

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Your colour, Green
You are a Belter
Sunny side up 
A helter-skelter 
Of emotions

My soul recharged
From brighter skies 
Bubble of joy
From the prickly lies
Of the world

Our hearts...

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We are shadows
living the dark
of our own 
obstructions

imitators of light
worshiping furnaces
cores of stars

hydrogen eaters

helium floaters

casting nets
into a sea of glitter

our daily catch
of expiring illumination

traveling ever...

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They aren't my family
Even though 
we are related.
They are competitive
in a one man race.

They pretend to love you
Even though 
I know it's fake.
Their actions 
give...

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As a dad, who am I kidding?
I never expected that I would 
Ever be a dad. As in I did not
Think I would ever experience
Another...

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The table is old and worn
nicks and scratches 
its red plastic tablecloth left over from a forgotten Christmas
its holiday pattern worn and forlorn
many a Thanksgiving...

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thin sandwiches 
we make thin sandwiches in thin times 
we don’t have much but the rust of the engine 
and the dust of an old...

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The quiet brings introspection - emotions contained…those of excitement, roll-up-the sleeves, the dejection, beliefs. The empty room filled with holiday assortment. A shame to shape...

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I.  The coming storm…

Looking into the distance along a windswept beach. Feeling the vast vault of alabaster sky. High! Feeling the cooling winds, as...

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Precedence are they mere fragments of one’s imagination dreams deferred of acceptance, denials, or excuses. Precedence beyond one’s control although it may seem.
In systems called...

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Paulette her favorite doll
beams with radiance after creative restoration...
Such was gift from the father she longed to embrace
and the only possession she clung to from...

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