Bill Galvin

Gold Star - 12,711 Points (1911 / Boston, MA)

Bill Galvin Poems

41. Reunion Number Twenty-One 4/24/2015
42. So Missing You, Babe 4/27/2015
43. Spring Lake 4/28/2015
44. Reunions Two Thru Six 4/13/2015
45. Sonoma Love Songs 4/15/2015
46. Walking Among The Dead 4/16/2015
47. Reunion Number Eleven 3/29/2015
48. Reunion Number Twelve 4/1/2015
49. (haiku) - Past Tense 5/1/2015
50. (haiku) – Short Time Here 5/6/2015
51. (haiku) – A(Loneliness) 5/6/2015
52. (haiku) – You’d Love It Here 5/6/2015
53. (haiku) – You’d Love It Here (2) 5/6/2015
54. (haiku) – May 7,1983 5/7/2015
55. (haiku) – Forget-Me-Nots 5/7/2015
56. Back To Diablo 5/10/2015
57. Your New Springtime 5/13/2015
58. The Song Is Sung; The Dance Is Done 5/4/2015
59. Nail In The Road 5/17/2015
60. Pine Bluffs 6/8/2015
61. Young Woman In Corolla 6/9/2015
62. Reunion Number Twenty-Two 6/10/2015
63. Goodbye Sonoma 6/4/2015
64. Desert Dust 6/7/2015
65. Two Old Men Meet At Their Gravesite 6/15/2015
66. There’s No One Here 6/16/2015
67. For Elise 6/17/2015
68. Flowers To Whiskey 6/17/2015
69. First Day Without You Close To Me 6/19/2015
70. As The Time Goes… 6/20/2015
71. A Remote And Distant Reunion 7/2/2015
72. Flowers You Left Behind 7/2/2015
73. Defining Pathways 7/7/2015
74. The Weaning Continues 7/9/2015
75. Finally Meeting With Michelle 7/11/2015
76. Nisi Dear 7/14/2015
77. Setbacks 7/15/2015
78. Sunrise And Over Easy 7/16/2015
79. Soliloquy 7/21/2015
80. Acadian Pages 7/22/2015
Best Poem of Bill Galvin

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, ...

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Blueberries In The Wild

My nana shared those first lessons with me
About the value of those gifts that Nature presents us.
There was one huge wild high-bush blueberry
Which sat at the edge of coastal forest and salt marsh;
And numerous low-bush berries
Scattered around the cape cottage my grandfather built;
We gathered them for her delicious pies and pancakes.

Since then I have always been seeking remote wild blues,

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