Bill Galvin

Gold Star - 12,979 Points (1911 / Boston, MA)

Bill Galvin Poems

281. (haiku) Yellow Trumpets 4/1/2016
282. (senryu) Just A Thought 4/3/2016
283. (haiku) Above Timberline 3/20/2016
284. (haiku) Interrelationships 3/19/2016
285. Young Woman Fixing Her Hair 3/13/2016
286. (haiku) Writing Room 3/15/2016
287. Sunlight Sweetly Scattered 3/18/2016
288. Waits 3/19/2016
289. (haiku) Tonight's Sky 3/11/2016
290. (haiku) Celebrity Dancer 3/12/2016
291. Beacon Bright 3/1/2016
292. (haiku) Just Smile 2/22/2016
293. A Soulful Season 11/24/2015
294. (haiku) Darkness Shining 2/22/2016
295. Another Day’s Story 11/5/2015
296. Aura Of Autumn 11/11/2015
297. You Can See Life Go By Here 10/9/2015
298. Mountain Views 10/4/2015
299. Place Of New Music 10/15/2015
300. Dream Land 9/1/2015
301. Yeah, I Guess 9/21/2015
302. Red Planet 5/26/2016
303. Fireside Signs 11/1/2017
304. The Leaving 8/14/2017
305. He Hung The Moon 7/4/2017
306. (tanka) Lanterns 10/25/2016
307. (tanka) Milestones And Millstones 10/19/2016
308. Cut Flowers 10/3/2016
309. Rusted Artifacts 3/9/2015
310. Her Tears 2/15/2015
311. Forever Together 1/14/2015
312. Little Girl, Little Boy Lost In 1977 4/30/2015
313. (haiku) 70s Up North 3/9/2016
314. There For Me 4/7/2016
315. Call Me Awed 5/7/2016
316. (senryu-2) Untitled 7/9/2016
317. (tanka) False Awakenings 7/10/2016
318. Milk-Glass Moon 8/18/2016
319. To An Old Buddy 8/2/2017
320. An Irony… And The Gift Of Life 3/10/2015

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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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