Bob Bowers Poems

Gold water slides
Beneath the even strokes
Of life pulling me along.
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Under cover of night
Like Special Forces Rangers
Long before their berets were king,
We crept across Schermer’s cornfield,
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On January 26,1832, James Morton
Married his second wife
Mary Parkinson
In Marion County, Illinois
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Her hand reaches in,
Slowly,
And touches love,
Lying there
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The soft breath of her voice
Caressed his cheek,
Like dew from a rose
In morning's first light.
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I hear your lilting laughter
In summer’s fading light,
Like morning glories after
Sun’s sparkle lifts in flight
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I pull myself up,
Slide along the pew,
My trousers smooth
Shining with wear and youth’s age.
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He sat there on his stool,
Next to me,
A giant of a man
Shrunk 'round his beer.
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It was not always like this
The soft creak of my caned back rocker
As I shift my weight,
Unburden myself
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I look across our garden,
Weed-thick,
Scraggly,
Dried out.
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