Bill Galvin Poems
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.