Bill Grace Poems

Cat Protocol
Watching the cats eat I was surprised to learn
They use a protocol not seen since army infantry days
That the most powerful and senior cat –
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I’m dry
You sigh
We both cry.
Dry Poet
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The young man coming to my door with the preposterous offer
Is painful not for the visitation
Rather, memory of my own youth - its optimism and naivete.
The sort of thing that makes you think
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I wish that poetry could help me see
Life’s situations with a little more clarity
Those moments when I go red – if not voice violent - hot
So that in the predicament I’d find a more calm and gentle spot
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Trips have always been the time of emotion
The first kiss was seeing you off to some place
Neither trip nor location was dangerous
But travel is always uncertain, and -
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The tapestry of light passes beneath our wing
The wing dips left and right
Sun intimates her breaking presence
Daughter plays games beside me
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On a rare and expansive moment
I discovered black bean beef
And at this locale pronounce it good
Despite wife's disdain
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