The lonely traveler

I learned long ago
to save my heart
I must leave first

Say goodbye to me
on a plane or train
Say goodbye to me
in my car

I leave first
you don’t leave me

I still think of you

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Remember us

bell-bottomed jeans
psychedelic tees
run through the grass
no cares
no responsibilities

Remember us
young and virile
as you see
our wrinkles
and age spots

Remember us
as you notice
our silver
arctic hair

Don’t forget us-
for we can clearly see
your mistakes

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Partly Retired

Circus animals came to this zoo
to spend the rest of their lives
in relative peace

Lions would roar in the dawn –
we could hear them from the house
three miles away

The tiger isolated in a big cage
would watch the children run
and play

The children had no idea
the tiger was dreaming
of fresh blood and running meat

Does it say something of me
as I draw word pictures
that I connect with predators

more than prey?

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What inspired me to write this poem: Well, I was in the middle of getting my degree in English Literature, when I found this little zoo for retired circus animals. I used to come there to watch the animals, the kids, and relax. This particular poem was written after a word associated from Writer’s Digest poetry, ummm director?, where he asked us to write a poem with a heading “Partly and then your addition.” Of course I remembered the lions and tigers.

Free Verse – Monday One Stop Poetry

Last Summer

Our forty-foot fir tree
died last summer;
The finches still perch
on its gray-brown limbs;
A woodpecker beats
for bugs on its bark;
The red-shafted flicker
wails a spring song;
And in the burst of spring
as its limbs gray
and its needles fall
I mourn its death;
A mourning dove cries
at the setting sun.

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In my opinion, Free Verse is the beat of another drummer. I have written sonnets, sestinas, villanelles, and other forms, but I always come back to my own images and my own beats.