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cemetery walkIn response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Gone, But Not Forgotten.”

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There are no words.  There is no explanation.

I went with my mom on a boat to Boston

I went with my mom on a boat to Boston

To visit our friends.  It is on a big island.

To visit our friends. It is on a big island.

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Gone, But Not Forgotten.”

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On Someone Else’s Island, 

A picture for his eyes

to rest upon, Face, tilted up

and to the left, smile meeting

the light. Dark Hair, Golden

Glowing in the sun.

A pen for his hands,

paper to hold stories

or poetry, lines

to contain thought.

A toolbox with saw

and lathe; trees to work

into useful things; practical

on deserted planes.

Seed, a seed to sow

his seeds, to grow his fruit

into dripping delicious

delight.

No company; for we know

that his best work comes

when he longs for contact,

is lost in the reality

of human shortcomings.

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