The Moon
...I wanted the moon to fill up the night
like a presence we couldn’t ignore,
to shine bright as day in the dark quiet air
like’s been told in stories of yore.
I wanted the harvest moon rising
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Categories:
gagliardi, dark, earth, moon, nature,
Form: Narrative
Truck Wreck
...This busted broken body-
is not me alying here.
I’ve gone quickly on to Exodus.
You need not shed a tear
Past wrinkled steel and busted glass;
past smoke and pain and fire,
Myself left quickl...
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Categories:
gagliardi, angel, body, death, farewell,
Form: Cinquain
My Hand In His
...I slipped my hand in his
as he led me to my feet.
He helped me walk; he helped me talk.
He gave his food for me to eat.
I slipped my hand in his.
He showed me how to live.
With honesty, integ...
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Categories:
gagliardi, christian, death, dedication, father
Form: Quatrain