by Pat Laster

handsome widower
exults in turning 80
if I ask him out
will he take it the wrong way
I weigh the pros and cons
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1:30 a.m.
son comes to my room, asks
"Where's the poster board?"
    teens must think moms
   are magic--or mind readers
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nowhere to go
deer in the town surrounded
by water
   what to do? an urban hunt
   with bow & arrow? O, Lord
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washing up
after the autumn planting
inchworm on my neck
   those were azaleas, inchworm,
   not marigolds!
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waning gibbous moon
after the ice and snow melts
a power outage
   as I transcribe this poem
   the light returns
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in my dream
he removes two birds
from my brow
   we face-nuzzle
   no words needed
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c 2012 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press