Month: December 2023

Granny’s Porch (pt II)

~ SamF

The back stairs

The kids will run up and down,

Asking about that pie on the table,

Again,

While waiting for one more oven baked treat.

Pests of the best.

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The great December sky holds us here,

Like nothing ever will

Ever again.

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I usually lie

Saying it’s beef tongue

In chipotle sauce.

And the men will smoke in the yard,

Feigning responsibility,

While the hens cluck and brood.

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Hiding the last of fall’s huckleberries,

In plain sight,

On a plain tablecloth,

Beckoning to kids,

Running in from the back door,

To see what happens next.

A Solstice Remembered

~ SamF

I thought October would take the edge off.

After all, there’s no way this fickle light

and a few chance rains

Could turn my head any further.

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Now the garden is all dead,

The light,

All left to morning now,

Just like yesterday,

And then again.

Please give me this solace,

Wanted and waited for,

Just this day.

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Until you visit me in December,

With your gauze of reckoning

Perched overhead.

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Then, I’ll remember the river,

All fog bound and sullen,

Bit by bit,

Tearing to pieces

The lives of nothing.

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I hope your storms will roar,

Dark, dripping days,

Left with just a little ray of light,

Catching one more leaf,

Falling,

Into some forgotten cradle.