Bill Galvin

Gold Star - 12,802 Points (1911 / Boston, MA)

Bill Galvin Poems

241. A Word On Our Flowers 6/22/2015
242. Sweet Balinda Ballou 6/30/2015
243. Something Precious 6/20/2015
244. Radio Roads To The Sierras 6/7/2015
245. St. Michaels, Maryland 6/13/2015
246. (haiku) – Dear One Gone 5/5/2015
247. Time Hangs Heavy On My Hands 5/17/2015
248. Our May 7 5/3/2015
249. Written On Three Bar Napkins 4/2/2015
250. A Video Treasure Find 4/16/2015
251. (senryu) Mountain Silence 10/11/2016
252. (senryu) Compass 10/12/2016
253. Café Loner 9/10/2016
254. But A Child… 8/24/2016
255. Wes And Jane 8/27/2016
256. Old Hands 9/4/2016
257. Sure I Do 6/20/2016
258. (tanka) June Night Storm 6/21/2016
259. Passing Through 7/2/2016
260. Attitudes 6/12/2016
261. (haiku) Clucks And Cackles 6/14/2016
262. Life In Clover 6/5/2016
263. (haiku) Fly By 5/31/2016
264. Moons Aplenty 5/11/2016
265. (haiku) Full Moon Of May 5/20/2016
266. Coffee Cans 5/21/2016
267. Road Kill Caffe 5/10/2016
268. Nicole And Vanna 5/2/2016
269. (haiku) Gray Today 4/26/2016
270. Passing Papers 4/16/2016
271. (senryu-2) Call Me Antiquated 4/16/2016
272. Just An Old Family Table? 3/21/2016
273. Redbud Tree 3/27/2016
274. Green Lights 3/29/2016
275. (haiku) Yellow Trumpets 4/1/2016
276. (senryu) Just A Thought 4/3/2016
277. (haiku) Above Timberline 3/20/2016
278. (haiku) Interrelationships 3/19/2016
279. Young Woman Fixing Her Hair 3/13/2016
280. (haiku) Writing Room 3/15/2016

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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;
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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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.

The sound of the tea water boiling on our stovetop;
The comfort of the warm aura of the home we crafted together.

The warmth that is love and family and acceptance;

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