Raymond A Foss Poems

She wore her sister's dress again
this time to her graduation
the same dress, her sister wore
to start her school year
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Home again
To this place that held
Your heart for twenty years.
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There were snow flurries in the air today
early for my liking, snow flurries coming
in small singular spirals, falling through the air
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A watched pot,
beginning to boil
growing bubbles in the dimples
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Prayers for peace
rose up in many tongues
from the congregation
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He was there too,
marching by,
just ten feet from my spot
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I heard the murmurs, the exclaiming
the muted hushed knowing
on the growing, the maturing
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What does it mean
that his first friend
was an imaginary friend?
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Across the room
under sticky, greasy,
fresh fingerprints,
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Brothers killing brothers,
fighting brothers, hating each other
for minor things, petty differences
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