parenting

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.
 
 

If the Shoe Fits…

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reality hits:
 plumber, groceries, shoe shopping,
 clean car, room, laundry
 
 not a moment’s rest
 to really run a household
 two incomes looms big
 
 will it be worth it?
 one week i’ll be back at work
 he’ll have long hours
 
 what i did today?
 dispersed between homework, school,
 kids’ activities
 
 never the down time
 he’s given us all these years
 (but… we can buy shoes!)
 
 

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
 
 

Once in a…

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blue moon this July
 because of this rare campout?
 old friends united 
 
 over the mountains 
 it fills sky with silver light
 it guided us home
 
 tomorrow? August
 all the stress and joy it brings
 to our small family
 
 but for now? spotlight 
 reminding of our past
 our future lit up
 
 
 

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 Twenty-One, Road Trip 2015

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all ages love boats,
 skyline tower views, no waves,
 island tree climbing
 
 parks make cities nice
 waterfront, shady, crowd free
 not these skyscrapers
 
 multicolored ride
 subway, tunnel underground
 (to hide from winter)
 
 what about fresh air?
 facing the snowy cold day?
 not in Toronto
 
 for now, sun shines through
 we see commerce’s belly
 windows heaven down
 
 it’s hard to picture
 winter’s isolating freeze
 (even fruit hides here)
 
 that’s what it’s like now
 just before our trek back home
 (last time i’ll see her)
 
 in tunnels, hiding
 just like friendships wax and wane
 waiting to come back
 
 

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