Dad Imagery Poems

#8:  Time's Up

Renewed, a second, their forevermore,
a bobbing pin rethreads all in red threads,
the pedals are pressed up and down the floor,
the bobbing pin...

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This would be just prior to circa 2000. I'm guessing it's closer to the 80s, but my memory fails, The Philippines was one of three...

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A sofening touched a light aglow,
as a remote trail took a slight bend,
Saw nature pray o'er a sheet of snow,
twas but a gust of wind,...

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Twinkle twinkle little stars, please tell me wherever you are,
sky blue,
The cows turn their heads, as they stand in their beds,
grass grew,
The mop and the...

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Furiously the flurries fly. Attached to wall, me on phone.
My Dad makes tracks, and I wonder at the dashing of snow that cools 
Mindless chatter....

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So this be the day after
  nineteen forty-one
    Be December the eighth, the
      nightmare has begun.
...

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To My First Dog


Long asleep in your unknown grave,
My companion, loyal and beloved
Throughout my youth’s growing years,
You cannot know nor now see
How you do still...

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 oh, the days! the days I wish I could get back;
 sandwiched between my book of fond memories.
      ...

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On a cool, crisp mid-October morning,
the sweetness of apples flavors the air.
And a chevron of geese honk their warning
that Winter is coming; stay if you...

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I love your sun brazen skin, 
Short, free hair black as coal, 
  Contrast in the eyes, the whites 
Are white and brown surrounds...

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There in the corner of the living room 
on a loveseat meant for two 
now only resides one
there he sits, by a warm fireplace
its occupant...

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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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neonate 
        so beautiful
with eyes
        full of wonder
ever so peaceful
 ...

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The tale I tell is about three brothers
All three of them had different mothers
All three had the same dad
One thing still made them sad
They each...

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"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."

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