Archive | July 2015
FOUR THIRTY
Eight bells on the hour
One on the half-
So chimes the clock
On my brother’s mantel.
“I’ve heard this ring every day of my life,”
as he winds it
like his dad before him
like his dad before him.
IMPRESSIONS OF T.N.
On the mantel, tall ships with perfect rigging
On the fridge, top grades
In the air, top flight
In the hearts of his girls, no one
Taller
Braver
Smarter
Or more easily wrapped around tiny fingers
Semper Fi
IN THE BACK PINE
Oh, big skulking hawk,
What is it you are thinking?
Chickadees! attack!
rJoHerman 
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