tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post693590047220043798..comments2024-03-28T02:54:32.745-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - QuaternTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-68805692253010860052015-02-16T16:31:51.422-05:002015-02-16T16:31:51.422-05:00That was a fun. rigorous exercise.
NO MATTER WHAT...That was a fun. rigorous exercise.<br /><br />NO MATTER WHAT I DO<br /><br />No matter what I do<br />She doesn’t match my feelings,<br />I need her heart to merge with mine,<br />Her spirit has been force field.<br /><br />Trust me, I have tried, yet<br />No matter what I do:<br />Letters, flowers, dinner, drinks<br />I get a smile or thank you.<br /><br />For her, it’s a friendship,<br />Charles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-26911341118272090942015-02-03T08:53:48.010-05:002015-02-03T08:53:48.010-05:00For Betzy, who left 2 days ago:
Crossing
Cross t...For Betzy, who left 2 days ago:<br /><br />Crossing<br /><br />Cross the border backwards<br />because my mother is dying.<br />My green card came yesterday<br />in the mail and she’s still alive.<br /><br />I take the girls and hurry—we<br />cross the border backwards.<br />Suitcases, birth certificates,<br />stroller, my sisters are waiting<br /><br />in Mexico City, my mother<br />is waiting, KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.com