Long Nester Poems

I wrap myself 
in feather-boa-fantasies of his dreams
sinuous pinot-grigio-me; 
X-rated and never sated
dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated
...my floorshow our foreplay

welcome to the conjugal jungle 
of not-so-rusted lust
sixty-something-shapely...
25th anniversary groom croons naughty thoughts;
“you could...

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Reflections

Looking up above, at the blue sky, at the white doves, as the rain is coming from a distant cloud, at the mountains staring back so calmly displayed, like a post card, in my back...

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Revived to pop out as an empty nester 
To accompany a newfangled life
Maneuvered all the way for a change of state
I dropped my bags and willed at country’s metropolis. 

The heirloom edifices occupying moiety of...

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My nephew Richie finally took a bride
Down the aisle she did gracefully glide
Radiant was Erin standing by his side
But my sister-in-law just cried and cried
“Why?” I asked, as her tears I dried
My brother’s eyes too...

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I never thought that I would be a mom,
you were an unexpected surprise.
I fell in love with you instantly my child,
My nurturing womb was your first home.

You alone were my absolute everything,
I enjoyed watching you...

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Urban jungle roosters,
born-again scarecrow,
to untutored city eyes,
tawny pipit stonewall  nester,
jet black Inca dove bereft,
of dovetail on a croque monsieur,
idle bone grub crawl,
mother hen to sandy brown,
and velvet bill gazer,
from an nearby creak,
recent rural migrant...

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I just want to tell all the fathers out there
Thank you
Thank you for having your seeds
Thank you for carrying it to the next generation
Thank you for sticking around
Thank you for learning to be mom
when it...

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The time has come, the nest is bare.
The little ones have grown and flown elsewhere.
The house once filled with laughter, turmoil and noise
now echoes silence, with peace heralding different joys.

The rooms once cluttered with toys...

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We meet once a week, an odd group of poetic friends-
Hannah is from Atlanta and wears a bandana,
Abraham always says hello ma'am to me quietly, oh
Timothy is all fidgety, and
Stephen is dreaming and weaving some...

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The Tricky Chirp

The nester bird comes to live, 
in a nest, they did not make. 
Yet... the bird, 
feels right at home 
and not alone at all.

The new mom seems surprised, 
she can not hide...

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I have a little birdie
And we have a little nest
She came up fast
Now with wings so strong
But a true nester
She’ll be the strong

I am the deep roller
I fly higher than most all
Way above the rain...

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I, a degreed empty-nester housewife,
for years battened down the hatches for family's sake.
Submerged in a podcast of Bukowski or Kandel
I lifted the veil that separated our kindred souls.

The smell, taste, and touch of their poetry...

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2012

Hungry reader, wild sea lover, wordsmith, listener of dreams and lies

Daughter of beloved parents –strong-- longingly and sorely missed

Left Alaska, empty nester, wrote a book and growled through heat of Greece and Crete

Heartbreak through a...

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