A Hundred Gourds 3:1 December 2013
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I only hope
that all the blue and green birds
I've ever loved
will beat their wings for me
as I lie down

space Ruth Holzer - USA
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  every night
they played scrabble …
after her death
a ‘U’ found hidden
in grandma’s apron

space Ken Slaughter - USA
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    Unable to sleep
I step outside
see the morning star –
which regret greater
my lived or unlived life

space Bruce England - USA
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I make tea
just for something to do
with my hands
something to occupy me
till the undertakers come

space Tracy Davidson - UK
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  he promised
we’d spend a sunset
by the river
I watch sunflowers
turn to face the sun

space Luminita Suse - Canada
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with my dead wife's eyes
on moonlit stones,
my daughter asks
where the sun has gone

space Chase Fire - USA
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