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Four by Charlene James-Duguid

11.12.17 Posted in today's words by

Charlene James-Duguid’s most recent poem to appear here was “Deny Friday 13” (October 2017)

We age, shop, hold hands.
Not much else to do, when body
Is tin can for soul.


Little left in life.
Relish what is and can be.
Caterpillar does.


Happy thoughts flap wild,
Clothesline full, gamely whipped as
Small wrens tip the pole


Fear of forgetting
Runs rampant at my Bridge Club
Or is it Canasta?

One Response to “Four by Charlene James-Duguid”

  1. Bobbie Troy says:

    Love them all, especially the last one!

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