hap rochelle Poems

muffled thunder
lightning on the horizon
the crack of bats
as the visitors rally
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something's under my bed
I'm afraid it might be dead
perhaps it could revive
even worse if it's alive
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Moon's Delight


starlight
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my cell phone
as hushed as
snowfall
our argument
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trailing vines
of muscadines
we picked them
in late summer
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baseball trading cards ~
we hoped for Honus Wagner ~
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