a thousand reasons
rational logical yet
set aside, dusty.
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blowing out birthday candles
extinguished.
the air in your lungs – exhaled –
it makes a quick turn
spirals and vanishes
light becomes dark
young becomes old
the smell of ash and earth
and carbon beginnings
gone to the ceiling
in a birthday wish sparking
through grey wrinkles.
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crabcakes with the living
i laid my twin sister
of 87 years
to rest
in a humid mausoleum
fans churning stale air
stirring my white hair
slightly
the pastor speaking:
twins have a special bond
and
the Lord is with you.i feel her
squeeze my hand and
no one notices.Oh Marie! Oh Marie…
i watch the coffin blessed,
say goodbye to my husband,
(also waiting)
and leave
to go eat crabcakes
with the living.
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like an 84-year old chord
gentle rub rub
of the dock
trees sway
oh that cityfied night sky,
all purple
and lit from within,beyond that
one year dusted, it
shivers neon, reminding.
“Rusty Scupper
Restaurant”when i had but
change in my pocket
when i had but
blues on my side….around, and out
B.B. King
and Lucille
“the thrill is gone
the thrill is gone away.”then. clapping.
echoes the air like an
84-year old chord.
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dance recital
i’m still a dancer
behind
a dark velvet stage,
a ballerina,
peeking anxious at a
curtain opening slow,
still in tutu, tights,
straining to find
your eyes
reflection
from breathless
wooden chairs.
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to those we briefly meet
Lee, I met you once:
I met a man strong
with legs that loved
volleyball and a smile
that welcomed all and
now none of it remains –except perhaps this.
[RIP Lee]
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outside tonight is the heat
outside tonight
is the heat; it
wraps my shoulders
like a shawl knit
by white-haired women
who in their circle
hum with soft
gossiping
and the air conditioners
chirp in with a
whirr of understanding.
Poetry by JC Snyder 