Roy Blokker Poems
- Survivor's Guilt I am often asked, Asked quietly by ...
- Eulogy For A Cat Old man, I’m so sorry, Your four furry ...
- The Nothing The Nothing hid her silent thoughts Behind a ...
- Meeting Ronald Reagan My brother talks of Reagan as a God, ...
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- Old And New At The Grammies 20... You do not know the ...
- Limits On God We blame Him; He has broad shoulders. We seek ...
I was born in Holland in 1950. My parents immigrated to the United States when I was two years old. I have a BA in History from the University of California at Santa Cruz, but chose a career as a Postal carrier when teaching jobs grew scarce. My wife Diane and I raised four children to adulthood and now are enjoying retirement and grandchildren on the Flathead Lake in Northwestern Montana. ... more »
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I am often asked,
Asked quietly by myself
While the dark trembles
Like the cold expectant thing
It is - I am asked
If I feel guilty
While so many went.
I let the dark answer for me,
Swallowing my every fear,
Regurgitating each in turn
In my dreams:
I feel no guilt, only sorrow,
That they went they knew
And always go.