Barbara Haskell Poems

We were conceived together,
our first existence, sharing our mother's womb.
We took our first breath's of life
within minutes of each other,
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People write poetry for diverse reasons,
as in poems that describe the yearly seasons.
Poems can show the love for mother and father
and vent feelings against the boyfriend of your grandaughter.
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My mind wanders through memories
of my hands,
digging in the soft earth,
barefeet,
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Banished,
to the smoker's corner,
oh, how lucky I am!
My vision rests upon feasts for the human eye;
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I miss the times I used to have to myself,
writing a letter or reading a book from my shelf.
I always have this unwanted company,
I've begged it to leave, but it won't, you see.
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Can you just make me some eggs?
Can you just get up and hand me this?
Can you just get up and hand me that?
Can you just go to the store and buy me a coke?
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People write poetry for diverse reasons,
as in poems that describe the yearly seasons.
Poem's can show the love for our mother and father
and you can vent against the boyfriend of your daughter.
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We harm others,
with words and deeds,
rarely considering
that they have their own needs.
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Pain has taken all purpose from my life,
because of my being unable to help my family.
No one can count on me, including myself.
When pain came into my life,
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Now that I have finally located where you are,
it brings me a small measure of peace.
For years, the voice inside my head has been unceasing,
'You've lost your best friend, your soul mate, you fool! '
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