Robert J Meyer Poems

The Christmas when my marriage died and nothing came out right
I’d flown into Nebraska, but Althea missed that flight.
My parents had her gifts around the Christmas tree alight,
But since she was St. Louis bound, it was a silent night.
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Oh, to be young again
When a firmer nature was assured
And my glance might be answered by curiosity and interest.
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Yes, it sizzles...

That's the sound of summer,
Beef doing it's thing on the grill,
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There is no need to obfuscate...

Haze settles over the city.
Heat.
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When she calls
I stop -
And between the ring and the moment I answer
Her face appears in all it's moods and colors,
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'Is that all there is? ' he asked
As he stooped to collect the final box.
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'I can't.'
'Why not? '
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Just because she holds my heart,
Only because I can't help myself,
Could she make this life complete?
Yes. She is the one I need.
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So I was goin', see, ta meet wid dis guy.
An' all of a sudden, I forgot wha' I was doin'.
So's I stop right there.
An' whadaya know,
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I don't know what is sweeter:
The anticipation,
The kiss, or the reflection.
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