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Best Poems Written by Maggie Kuhn

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I Remember

I remember


I remember
A swallow gliding across 
The moon’s rising shadow
That falls 
At the feet of my bedstead.
I look at the glow and the raven black sky
And wonder of what’s to come.


I remember
Crashing it fell
Into a birch
Covered in snow
Crisp white snow
Sending an icy death
Across it rigor mortis limbs.
That yearn for the sky.


So the Fall
Leads to a still death,
And time passes.

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World's Closet

Mexican mug.
American band.
Mint soap
Scissors in hand.
Mason jar
with hopes and mints,
planner full of 
news and prints.

Small house.
American North.
Soiled blouse.
goal, go forth.

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The Inbetween

In between work and college 
it seems. 
I struggle for air
In between the two lions 
of hate and love 
standing there.

Hates there 
you can't deny its 
unmoving stare
Love seems lost
routine
over-rides friendship
over-rides any love you once knew.

If ever you knew
a soft touch, gentle pull, small kiss
Feeling. Maybe you did,
Now things just seem black
Not white just black coffee fills your cup.
An endless night.

A parched orchard 
apples hollowed out 
by lack of nourishment.

I peer out the window 
and see the white bloom
of snow-on-the-mountain.

Broken, like me.

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Vineyard's Lifecycle

We've grown from the same root

We stick together

like a grape bunch.

Until a final decision is made

Stay in our bunch and enjoy our company.

Grow older, you can become finer

A Chardonnay or Sauvignon?

A finer wine

Made from the roots you grew up in.

Combined through the years

with accomplishments and fermentations.


Grafted with different grapes,

Splitting the vine

Penetrating the other vine through the two diagonal cuts

The vintner assembles the vine

Bonding the two vines to produce something totally different.

So you will take another

As the two vines joined are maturing faster they will lose strength

So our lives embraced together will.

Now their days of bearing fruit are over,

The young branch must bear the weight of production.


So is this lifecycle.

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The Gale

The Gales are coming 
striking the house
striking the trees 
that bend in its force.

The Gales
The Gales 
The Gales

The Gales that shake the grasses 
that quiver across the prairie.
The Gales that spit rain 
and frost and sleet and snow.

The Gales
The Gales
The Gales

So as the seasons change
The Gales 
symphonize across the Plains.
Through heat and snow 
Through winds that blow.

The Gales 
The Gales 
The Gales

Life will pass
But The Gale 
remains.