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Miracle Man

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in thirty-eight years
 he’s made me miracles
 (since before we met)
 
 miracle one: birth–
 an afterthought, late-marriage,
 named-after-dad fourth
 
 miracle two: shy–
 wouldn’t say more than needed
 from grade school on up
 
 miracle three: serve–
 mother, father, siblings, friends,
 country, lovers… wife
 
 miracle four: kids
 who can capture his essence
 in smiles, sweetness
 
 miracle five: love–
 couldn’t come to broken hearts
 till we met. and healed.
 
 miracle six: hope–
 ’cause without him there’d be none.
 happy birthday, Babes.
 
 

Cheesecake Cycle

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early morning ride
 in search of a springform pan
 obstacles block route
 
 stores aren’t convenient
 when his birthday’s tomorrow
 and i just can’t wait
 
 twenty-four miles
 transforms fast to thirty-two
 in mid-morning heat
 
 Google, phone fail me
 i meander through suburbs
 Google, phone save me
 
 prairie dog hit/run
 lost glove, quick tea/chocolate swigs
 breathless arrival
 
 cold shower, dentist
 girls busy with chores, reading
 in the name of love
 
 but i got the pan
 for the best cheesecake ever
 for the man i love
 

Rays of Happiness

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joy found in river
 dipped in snowmelt for hot days
 better than a beach
 
 no hot tub lies here
 just a circular rock wall
 perfect for chilling
 
 Colorado sun
 mixed with friends, camping, river:
 rays of happiness
 
 

Stolen

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she mentioned poem theft
 when i went to Toronto
 and i laughed and laughed
 
 would someone steal poems
 so specific to my life
 day after day… kids??
 
 would they steal this pic
 formulated by daughters’
 view of this bright world?
 
 would they steal these plates
 drying when hot water broke
 no plumber can come?
 
 would they steal our ride
 our dip in the river, creek?
 and claim it’s their poem?
 
 would they fix plumbing?
 be my man–wire phone lines?
 they couldn’t be me
 
 my poems, words, are mine
 trapped here for worldwide view
 no one would steal them
 
 

Nino’s Antiques

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home: car cleaning bribe
 so i can get my work done
 and they earn their game
 
 insurance battle
 because i won’t be bullied
 by corporations
 
 i wash out bottles
 and my new/old egg beater
 from Nino’s Antiques
 
 (the shop in Gorham
 i went to as a child
 with just two pennies
 
 and Nino emerged
 with his wax-curled mustache
 and sold me his goods
 
 and this egg beater
 will remind me: he’s still there
 in my timeless town
 
 his mustache now gray
 asking my girls about school
 his PBS on
 
 selling his antiques
 for much too little money
 and chatting with kids
 
 he’s no CEO
 no insurance scam artist
 my hometown hero)
 
 

The End of Road Trip 2015

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one last lunch break stop
 at the last Pony Express
 history to chew
 
 five thousand miles
 sixteen states, three Great Lakes,
 one foreign province
 
 home to our daddy
 waiting with open arms, love
 and Denver’s sunshine
 

Day Twenty-Two, Road Trip 2015

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two days, three Great Lakes
 city view transfers to beach
 (they’re tired of pics)
 
 look how amazing!
 i shout to their grumbling
 freshwater ocean!
 
 reluctance wavers
 as they find rocks and small waves
 accept magnitude
 
 (this after lunch fight
 refusing peanut butter
 drive-thru battle won)
 
 Illinois takes us
 twelve hours past the border
 at Wendy’s, give in
 
 they live for water
 cause it’s all about the pool
 on the long ride home
 

Day Nineteen, Road Trip 2015

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chilled out lake beach day
 Denver’s blue skies followed us
 a day to ourselves 
 
 camp cookouts, sailboats 
 gentle hum of mini waves
 not a soul in sight 
 
 only one thing gone:
 his arms, his love around us
 (at home he awaits)
 
 peace comes in sparkles
 small sun rays dipped in forests
 shining through the dark 
 

 

Day Eighteen, Road Trip 2015

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sunrise silent view
 collecting glacial water
 from my hometown lake
 
 impossible sights
 832 steps
 made by miracles
 
 spring water fill up
 waterfall wonderment walk
 distant valley view
 
 lunch at the vineyard
 blue as sky midday lake taste
 (feast as delicious)
 
 swim in clear waters
 girls fearless of bottom plants
 wet fun in cool lake
 
 grade school best friends meet
 each of us toting three kids
 (could have been our life)
 
 but i’ll take this view:
 journeys home–here, everywhere
 all have a sunrise
 
 

Day Seventeen, Road Trip 2015

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met in a drugstore
 seventy years of marriage
 through three kids, three wars
 
 still earth’s travelers
 color-coded pins mark map
 slept, lived, camped, drove, flew
 
 she swims every day
 he mows the yard and pulls weeds
 they tease each other
 
 best of all? they grin
 take tragedy, joy in turns
 till death do them part
 
 (this is why i drive
 take my kids along the road
 live long by travel)