Bill Galvin

Gold Star - 12,622 Points (1911 / Boston, MA)

Bill Galvin Poems

201. Spring Garden Shopping 6/17/2017
202. Spring In A Vase 6/17/2017
203. Cloudburst 7/15/2017
204. Talking With Caterpillars 8/2/2017
205. The Leaving -new- 8/14/2017
206. Reunion Number Nine 3/26/2015
207. Two Old Men Meet Over Coffee 3/21/2015
208. Four Times Dying 2/27/2015
209. Timberline 1/4/2015
210. Awakening 1/1/2015
211. Mellow Morning Meetings 10/6/2015
212. La-Di-Da 1/31/2015
213. Today Was Your Birthday 3/13/2015
214. Every Step Of The Way 2/10/2015
215. Enjoy A Flower - Response 2/17/2015
216. Heartbreaking 2/6/2015
217. There Will Come A Time 12/31/2014
218. Me Without You 3/16/2015
219. Dawns Break Gray 3/2/2015
220. I Witnessed 2/19/2015
221. Tim 2/25/2015
222. March 12 3/9/2015
223. Missing Home 3/16/2015
224. Starry Beach Sky 3/19/2015
225. At The End 2/18/2015
226. We Are Enriched 2/23/2015
227. I Listen To Her Breathing 1/16/2015
228. Soft Snow 2/17/2015
229. Twelve Months Ago 1/25/2015
230. Just Thinking Out Loud 3/29/2015
231. A Dream Of You At Dawn 3/28/2015
232. Three Cups Of Coffee 4/11/2015
233. Once, A Flower 9/8/2015
234. Foggy Road 9/10/2015
235. I Can See Myself There 8/19/2015
236. One Last Time 8/6/2015
237. Heart Still Beats; Eyes Still See 4/22/2015
238. A Word On Our Flowers 6/22/2015
239. Sweet Balinda Ballou 6/30/2015
240. Something Precious 6/20/2015
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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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.

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