Sister Language Poems

I. 
they say 
there exist languages without words
without syllables yet pronounced,
like the sharp clatter of fork and spoon and knife against each other
at dinners in...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The Goldfish Bowl


Once injected with water, sorrow becomes colorless and tasteless
Inside the glass bowl, all lives
only live seven seconds

The same route, again and again --
The...

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I long for you to come
To see and check on me
You will descend on high and from
The depths to rescue me.

In your word I do...

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I confess, no deliberate intent, yet often wonder
what spurs me to nudge, goad, coax, et cetera
despite modesty regarding
ably linkedin words for others to ponder
more often...

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When Freedom Grows Cold
(not a nice poem)

One day the dogs will not bark. 
I/we will not be ready, 
as they will have failed...
to do all...

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the influences of days gone by
we refferred to her as an Old Woman
she was only 26 but she used
the way someone else to
express her concern
him...

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In your overall, dynamism,

it swept through you as you spelled the words in mind-

every other vowel spewed something wise,

nothing trans-morphed so you tried,

and again saw...

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I suppose,
as a pretentiously self-uberespecting Wise Elder,
I should be alpha-embarrassed to admit
my youngest son,
unable to speak or even sign,
unable to even successfully chew and swallow...

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This the day I will be lazy and not read and not even attempt 
   to write about  spring flowers they will...

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Elena is a visiting nurse, she's
also my sister in law.
She shared a story with me,
that practically dropped my jaw.

She didn't mention this couple's
name, there are...

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A friend once told me
How he was fascinated by me-
By how I could walk up to absolutely
Anyone and be their best friend,
Switch cultures like t-shirts
Emblazoned...

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Before my sister came to us 
we lived on the river, near the sea,
where waters pooled close to rocks
and where my language was taught to...

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Hey! You little c___ sucker Get the hell out of there
 Wish you were born dead Go get me a tree branch
Going to whip the...

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What is it about me that gives you the impression that I am just your average
sleazy, easy, breezy, from the hood who can't possibly get...

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