ON ALLISON'S LEAVING

We stood there;
Silent now, tense;
(A memory from her childhood made me laugh.)
A car drove up and she got in.
“I love you, Allison,” I said.
She gave me the finger,
And was gone.

THE OCCASIONAL FIRE

POEMS
Life Scroll
Spirit Wings
Death in the Family
Flight Chief
Legacy
Honeymoon Photo, October, 1939
49 Chevy
The Seed of Me
Land of Rest
On Allison's Leaving
Telecom's Bequest
Starbucks, Tuesday, 3:36 p.m.
Action Still
Vital Meaning
Fools

HYMNS
God will not let us go
The rising sun blazed out of night
Light! Light! A shattering light
Worship the Lord
As a doe

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