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Grandpa

As he cast his line
through brown pipe smoke and fog,
Again, he sits and waits.

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Pastimes In Old Novato

crawling through tall green grass
making miles of tunnels
in fields all around

a lake, the yearly rain makes
floating on rafts
crafted from grandpa's woodpile

hot brown hills of slick dry grass
slid and sped down
in cardboard boxes

old knotted oak tree
climb up like a ladder
jump into leaves piled high

acorns falling
my childhood pastimes
wonderful memories of home

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Pow

Green fluorescent glow
lights up his cell
bombs explode intermittently
leaving mushroom clouds

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Java

Coffee in hand,

                   steam rises to warm our cool noses;

                 as we saunter through orange poppies,

                    the tall white Birch whispers to us

                           through the quiet breeze,

          the green Eucalyptus creaks with perilous murmurs

             a glittering granite rock appears to wink at us 

                          from the strong rays of the 

                                        radiant

                                          sun.

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Innocence Taken

Dad, Dad why-
Did you have to be that kind of guy?
I only wanted FATHERLY love.

I was such a little girl,
innocent, and so, so shy!
Dad, why THAT kind of a guy?

On the outside, the perfect family man,
Inside-all the secrets, all the lies-
Oh Dad, why THAT kind of guy?

Is that why you had the music
up so high?
So no one would ever
hear me cry?

You were the love of Mom's life,
the two of you so happy together-
So out of love for mom, and some frightening fear,
I kept that secret for 45 years.

I'm so sorry Mom!
I was too frightened to tell!
It was so long ago. I can't remember why-
I cannot remember why...

Now that secret has your heart broken,
and my brother hurt too-
No one has benefitted,
not another word spoken.

My Dad, a good man in many ways,
and I, a little girl who loved him.
I just wanted his love the FATHERLY WAY.

Copyright © Diane Munsinger | Year Posted 2013




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