Bill Galvin Poems

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Reflections On A Moon

A bright, clear and cold night…
The near full moon setting low in the winter sky,
Illuminating the bare tree branches;
Casting ghostlike shadows on the snow;

Gusts Over Fifty

The wandering gusts of winter wind
Repeat and follow and reply
And flow over the tops of the forest
Of this dark night's bare branches,

Around The Pond

Does this feel good or what?

Good to be back in these Acadian hills,
Touching these granite rocks once again…

Words Cannot Express

A slow turn of her head away from me,
Her eyes gazing at nothing in particular.
She turns back and with a brave face says,
'This may be something really bad.'

To Our Unparted Spirits

To Our Unparted Spirits…

Do you remember those first few years?
Every day was so bright and new?

And I Like That

A cute little chickadee
Flits to my back deck here,
As I sit, quietly sipping a beer.
She pecks at tiny, seedy morsels I can’t even see;

Traveling Companion

The sight of the dawn light peering through the trees of our back lot;
The chirps of the chickadees yearning for spring outside our windows;
The appearance of first buds poking their way to the sun;
The freshening aromas of our flowers and grasses as they reawaken.

Close To Acceptance

My love, my wife…
Home now for so many months…
Laboring with a slowly diminishing Life-force
Since insidious ALS began its treacherous scheme

Just A Good Night

Each night I climb the stairs to our bedroom.
En route, I pass by the room you left this world from.
I pause and say “Good night, Honey Pie; sweet dreams.”
Just like in real life, before you got so sick.

Bar Princess

"I don't go out anymore, " she said, matter-of-factly,
When quizzed by the new boys on the other side of the bar.
She's got the look; got that well put-together appeal…
They just had to ask.

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