Strangers Among Us

After the funeral,
I walked through the street alone,
-many strange faces.

When they were dating,
He was a prince, she said yes
-became a monster.

Joey meet Dennis,
Both were the new boys in town
-a lifelong friendship.

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One Single Impression: Strangers

Seeking Self

Looking in mirror,
I see only reflection
-not what others do.

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Summer Frost

I thought I knew you,
For years we told our stories
-guess not afterall:
today you walked right by me
like a chill wind in Summer.

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Artplosion!

Artisit's jamboree,
Out of the Blue Gallery,
-connecting to souls.

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In Honor of Steve Lonergan, R.I.P.

It had been ten years,
Then I learned he passed away
-never said goodbye.

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Dropping Haikus

De-trained at Boylston,
Temperatures dropped steeply
-fourteen blocks to walk.

Beth saw it clearly,
He stole from the register
-called to drop a dime.

Letter said goodbye,
After ten months of dating
-tossed it, went dancing.

Victory at hand,
Superbowel glory within reach
-quarterback fumbles.

A friend in college,
They had shared many good times
-no returned email.

Sure of her footing,
She lifted the plates and turned
-floor needs to be swept.

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One Single Impression: Dropped

Simple Gifts

He was excited,
Not because of the cool bike
-it was the puppy.

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Old Friends, Different Roads

Face from long ago,
What would it look like now?
-lifetime, letting go.

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Photographic Memories

The photo of you
Is gone now, but still in mind
-dear beloved friend.

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A World In The Park

While in the sandbox

She got to build her own world

-then invited me.

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Teamwork!

A child in the park
Riding on a tricycle
-pushed by a playmate.

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Why get to know you?
I can use your Myspace Page
-virtual friendship.

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( Don't get me wrong folks. I have a Myspace page too-no judgements here. Still, I guess I'm just old fashioned enough that I prefer traditional friendships. The sad thing is, there are people for whom this the only way they can have a friend.)

A New Friendship

Two little girls meet
Play peek-a-boo on hill top
-through a hole in rock.

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NaPoWriMo #8

Sandy
By Edward S. Gault

It was my job to collect Sandy
From next door and to walk her
The several blocks to school each morning
And then to meet her at the front desk
Of Brookridge Elementary, and walk her home.
It had been arranged by our mothers
Because Sandy was just stating first grade
And didn’t have the experience,
-and I was older.
We talked about how mean our teachers were
(I did, anyway!)
About Jackie falling off the jungle gym at recess
And breaking her collar bone.
About what we made in Art-
Which in my case usually depicted any one of the creatures
That Id seen on the Creature Feature.
She talked about what a brat her brother Benny was
-how he would cuss and get her in trouble all the time!
Benny and I would hang out together quite a bit
And play Johnny Sokko.
We would always be the Gargoyles-
Sandy and this other kid usually got stuck playing the Unicorns.
This all ended when Brad, from my class,
Agreed to come over and play.
But Sandy would not fit into our plans
-and I still had to walk her home.
Brad was a fast walker.
He didn’t wait up for anybody.
It was important to keep up.
As I was trailing him,
Sandy was trailing behind me-
Yelling at the top of her diaphragm
For me to wait up for her.
And crying.
Brad never would hang out with me again.
Sandy’s family moved away
Somtime later.
I never got a second chance.
And I lost so much more besides.



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In Search Of The Enduring Friendship

I've been thinking lately about what makes friendships last. For all the talk about stresses and strains, what gets overlooked is the choice that people make to become, and continue to be, friends. It isn't simply the good times shared and tribulations endured-once camp ends, or after graduation, every one begins a new journey. Over time a new heritage is established, a heritage with new friends and no place for the old ones from childhood; unless a choice was made and a commitment was assiduously kept to. I have doubts about reconnecting through the typical school reunion (or Classmates.Com) and starting where we left off as if no time intervened. That would imply that there hadn't been any growth. No matter how immature some people were in school, some change does transpire.
Pick up where we left off? I don't think so.

It was long ago
Since we broke bread together
-wasting it laughing.

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