B. V. Dahlen Poems

In a night-lighted room
two mounds of covers
stir with dreams
and innocent sleep.
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Are you out there
pacing the beach
with Miles,
kicking the drifted wood
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The porch lies in shadows
while headlights flicker
through the blinds.
My arms hold you closer,
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Gentle hands with gentle fingers,
Stroking, patting. His love lingers.
Tiny back and small head nodding.
Feet that move with little prodding.
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When things are looking bleakest,
Clouds cover up the sun,
All those barriers surround you,
And there is no place to run,
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May you spend your days in sunshine.
May your rainy days be few.
May the good Lord walk beside you
everywhere, in all you do.
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I stood.
The wind blistered my cheeks
and the cold numbed me through.
My breath clouded the air
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Familiar faces
familiar voices
blending together.
Melodies floating
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The sky seems brittle,
an inky dome of stars.
Blued shadows stretching
to reach the fence post spars.
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A head on my shoulder,
A soft-throated purr,
My Boo Boo, a lover,
All covered in fur,
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