Carolyn Brunelle Poems

W hen tragedy struck on 9/11/01
O ur world changed forever but we will
R emember all the
L oved ones who died on that
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A monster need
awakens
and so it begins,
a routine struggle to focus
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Wisdom grown from age
Blossoms into frustration
With the cycles of life.
Matters little that I did alright,
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Out of character, she wears
Earrings that dangle and sparkle,
Laughs loud and loves the grape
That frees her for awhile.
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Suddenly the lights go out
as if nobody's home in this mind
rendered blank as a Vegas chip.
Another perfectly good idea vanishes
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May you get your just desserts my friend,
In prison perhaps you will come to your end;
Reap some form of just reward for pain given.
But there is only one true justice...
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A delicately woven welcome;
a soft touch for each blossom,
a tease of every velvet blade of new grass
pushing up through weary soil.
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May you always remember
you are my first love.

Believe me there are few things I love
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