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Denver ReCycled

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through cycling
 in and out of neighborhoods
 brick by brick, i fell
 
 love lost, and then won
 bungalow to bungalow
 my city wooed me
 
 the wheels spun me back
 (sold my heart to Cheesman Park)
 from bad-boy breakups
 
 all along back streets
 Park Hill, Cole, Cory Merrill
 like love at first spin
 
 bikes are trendy now
 (they’ll dress like freaks to prove it)
 but my bike love lives
 
 in this uphill ride
 with mountain sunset backdrop
 my girls guiding me
 
 i see them falling–
 street by street, scraped knees and all–
 in love with my love
 
 

Love’s Labor Lost

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beach day ends summer
 (though it’s already over)
 school can kick our ass
 
 she’ll paddle toward sun
 let weekend sparkles shine through–
 make this week worth it
 
 with our lives packed up
 these small moments so matter
 more than i can say
 
 even with the rain
 that raced us back to our car
 we dried off. and won.
 
 

Smooth Migration

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my thousandth visit
 just as pretty as the first
 brings peace to my stress
 
 and seeing her run
 beating her time on day two
 goose wings to the sky
 
 

Knowledge

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first one we looked at
 offer in my back pocket
 when you know, you know
 
 just like way back when
 looking into his blue eyes
 when you know, you know
 
 some dreams take too long
 too many tries, money wasted
 but now i know… i know
 
 had me at hardwood
 hard-earned years, so many jobs
 i hardly know you, love
 
 but soon you’ll be ours
 no renovation, like new
 somehow i just knew
 

Anywhere but Here

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with windows wide: write.
 because you’ve missed my poems, love.
 since yesterday’s dawn
 
 girls in sun’s shadow
 as she announces her move.
 life: cycle in, out.
 


you know you’ve missed me
 my “seven-likes” followers
 ’cause i didn’t write
 
 you count me daily
 amongst the regular loves
 that make us a life
 
 and i was just born.
 (it was like i was just born
 the day i met him)
 


’cause seventeen years
 can’t be measured in mountains
 or wildflowers
 


or whining children.
 but in the steps we oft take
 on our way back home
 
 and in sunsets. Sun!
 lighting my way across love
 across city, life.
 


cutting down this ‘hood
 into what it’s meant to be:
 scraped, demolished, lost.
 
 circular i am
 because that’s how tires spin:
 neverending globe
 


that brings us back home
 wherever that home may be.
 anywhere but here.
 

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
 
 

Day Twenty-Three, Road Trip 2015

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fit in a beach lunch
 before Midwest rain torrents
 that opened to blue
 
 no fast food today
 peanut butter for swim time
 best mom bargain yet
 
 ten more car hours
 we’ll sleep at home tomorrow
 in our no-lake state
 
 but we’ll have daddy
 better than any beach day
 Iowa, Maine… 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