Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 21, 2013
Today’s kindness
Required no favors
Required no friendship
Required no affection
Required no wealth
Required no fame
Just a bird
On a branch
Singing
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 20, 2013
She missed them now,
Those young men gone off
To be, to learn, in a world
She could not share,
Could only visit now and then.
Being boys, they didn’t call often,
To share the passing weeks.
She left their home bedrooms
Just the way they always were,
Waiting for them, when holidays
And summer breaks finally came.
Submitted by Neil McKay on February 19, 2013
I left my bag of groceries at your house last night
And a friend of mine died this morning.
And I can't get rid of this cough.
I solved some problems today, that's my job
But it was difficult to stay focused
And now I just want to sleep.
My blood pressure was high enough
For the nurse to have to take it twice.
I meditated it down to an acceptable level.
Why does my mind turn to poetry
When I'm scared? She had the same cancer I had.
My friend who died. Why does my mind turn to you?
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 18, 2013
What marks the border between one life and another
Does a custom’s house check shipments
Does an agent review passport stamps
Does a ferryman collect coins
Does a saint count good deeds
Does a saint deduct evil deeds
Ignore the banalities in between
Perhaps a simple passage
To a roundelay of lives
Incarnated one after another
A rationale for glimpses
We have of other times
With equally diverse answers
About life love loneliness
Heaven hell purgatory
Or nothing whatsoever
Submitted by Clayton Medeiros on February 17, 2013
America’s loneliness is not that
Of the long distance runner
A peculiar disconnection
Between a flurry of activities
And a presumptive solitude
Becomes a desperate drift
Emptiness at the edges
Of whatever’s been done
A circle with no center yet
Ever hopeful of salvation
If only in the early morning
Expectation of a better day
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