bill costley Poems

I'm a man with a sour-tooth
craving for plain yogurt, dill, lime,
caffein-free rooibos herbal infusion
intelligent women, leftish politics,
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Half-moon, Venus, lit-blue sky


with Patricia Hughes
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In media res

Overhead, the morning gulls
cry out for more. More what?
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with Patricia Hughes

'Welcome to my world' you say,
smiling, as we sit together as
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We walk back to your apt. & pause
to gaze @ the full Moon in Cancer
overflowing like I've never seen before.
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Still wrapped within the Land o'Cotton,
striking its long-ago struck heroic pose,
standing tall for family values petrified
in grey stone in the postbellum South,
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Before noon 2 days after,
I see you in your window
& you wave me up to your floor,
to meet you in 2nd-floor hallway.
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At the new karaoke in the Social Center,
after I slid into the chair beside you,
you shooed me away, pointing me to
“Sit further away (by one seat)
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Celebrating Easter resolves the conundrum

“Can Life defeat Death? ” with resurrection.
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While you're reading this
Somebody's deciding whether
it's filling empty minds with
stuff of the classifiable category
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