Laughter
used to bubble
closer to the surface
in me
I was the girl
giggling in churches
at the back of classrooms
and at all the wrong moments
Later
I found humor in stuffy speeches
self-righteousness
or in anyone
who thought he had all the answers
The happiness in me
seemed indiscriminate
almost boundless
until today
when I find myself without you
wondering
what I ever found so funny
Always be a poet. Even in prose.
— Charles Baudelaire.
In essence I am a storyteller who writes poems. Put simply, I write the poems I want to read.[…]
Nothing Gold Can Stay: A Mother
and Father Remembered.
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I enjoyed this – & Funeral Sandwiches. Thank you.