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Peggy Willis Lyles Contest Entries 2016


baby roses...
my hand clasps his
for red rover


leaves drift until the tree is bare his many losses

waning moon she packs the last of his things


mockingbird
singing the a b c's
mama's lullaby


twilight...
the rhythmic zap
of dying bugs

 

sandpipers flee
north for the summer
i release
the lines that bind my heart
too closely to you

cattails, fall issue 2014

 

 

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day moon fading her shrunken body

blueberry juice on my lips first kiss

freshly dug grave crows pick the bones of my dreams

fragments of poems emerging my dog's damp nose

romance magazine in her shorts floorboards creaking

old man where her lover lay too many dying trees








for Ed Baker 2016 RIP

ink smeared sky...
goddess bear him
to the river wild