Bill Galvin Poems
|321.||Moon So Full||10/1/2015|
|322.||A Fall Day In North Country||10/13/2015|
|323.||Reunion Number One||3/10/2015|
|326.||(haiku) Moon Over July||7/19/2016|
|329.||One In A Thousand||10/27/2016|
|330.||Just A Good Night||2/27/2015|
|331.||Close To Acceptance||2/15/2015|
|333.||To Our Unparted Spirits||5/27/2015|
|334.||And I Like That||9/23/2015|
|335.||(tanka-3) On A Trail Of Time||9/20/2016|
|336.||Words Cannot Express||12/31/2014|
|337.||Around The Pond||11/12/2015|
|338.||Gusts Over Fifty||1/12/2017|
|339.||Reflections On A Moon||3/3/2015|
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;
Ghostly arms and fingers stretching around the yard.
At three in the morning
I am looking out the window of an empty room;
An empty room in a lonely house.
A house made quiet with your passing.
A silent moon sets on a quiet night.
A long, soulful and loving relationship…
With many moons, full and not so full,
Passing silently overhead;
Casting mysterious light down to us.
Some seen, ...
The Bed We Shared
A diagnosis as ghastly as could be;
An empty space where you should be.
What I'd give to hear you complain once again
-Of elbows and knees bumping in the night,
-Of noises and snoring as we got older.
I'd give it all to retain some of that past,
-Where our love-making was young and bright,
-When our bodies were so much bolder.