Tim Bovee Poems

Some people have a childhood garden
Filled with green and growing things
Some people have a childhood garden
Filled with purple peonies
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Quench the birthday flames with quavering regret
And bravely dodge the smiles of friends and kin
After eighty years of living on the target.
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I could not look you in the eyes
Through twenty years of smiles and tears.
We lived a love of lies.
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Is it a better death in any significant way
to leap from a fiery hell?
I'm sure I cannot say.
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Now I look around the warehouse and
What do I see but
Weapons of mass destruction for
Me and for thee.
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