California Poem by Joan Stevens

California



We're at the airport crying
my family, friends, my nest
My heart is beating
like a sacred drum
Be brave, be brave, be brave
But I am flying into oblivion
no friends to comfort me
a mighty space for a husband to fill
Good-bye New York
Good-bye sweet comrades
of my growing up
I'll miss you so

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jerry Hughes 18 September 2005

Hello Joan, read your poems and really enjoyed them. You get to, and make the point succinctly. A style I've been working on for some time. All the best, Jerry

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Joan Stevens

Joan Stevens

Brooklyn, N.Y.
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