The Box
Opened or closed, the mood
descends
with the pull of tooth and
tongue
and discarded sound in wet
grass,
its odor mingling with
cordite
by summer pavement under the
canopy,
six plastic flowers faded by the
sun,
and photographs scattered over scraped
earth,
where we stand bound and
apart,
I reach toward
you
and find only
air.
“The Box” first appeared here in May 2015.
O at the Edges 
This is nice.
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Thank you.
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Thank you.
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Gosh Robert, I read something like this and I wonder why I bother to write. So humbled. So beautiful.
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Ah, thanks, Deb! You are too kind.
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You’ve distilled that loss. Several times over, making a potent liquor of grief. Thank you.
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Great comment.
And I agree!
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Thank you, Vanessa.
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You’re welcome!
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Thanks, M.T. Grief never seems to leave. It dissipates, but continues on.
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1989. I lost my grandfather (he survived the Pearl Harbor attack because he was on leave. His ship was destroyed) and, truthfully, I lost a large part of my soul when he left us. It has only partially returned.
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I try to celebrate the lives of those I mourn, but it often takes a while to get to that stage.
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Doesn’t it, though?!? Hugs as you want them. None of you don’t.
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Hugs are always welcome.
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Love it! I couldn’t figure out what it was until I saw the picture at the end. “And find only air” is a sad and beautiful ending.
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Thank you. In this case, the visuals truly helped. 🙂
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After I saw the picture at the end I reread it and this piece became so much more powerful. Loved it.
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So pleased it resonated with you, Robyn, Thank you.
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Your creativity never ceases to amaze me.
This cuts to the core!
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Thanks, Vanessa. I just sit down everyday and hope something pops out.
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Robert, that’s awesome. That would be a great tagline to an autobiography 😁
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Ha!
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Great poem. You caught something with it.
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Thanks, Walt. So much to remember on that day…
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Powerful.
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Thank you, Sheryl.
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Oof..
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I hope that was a good oof. 😀
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Totally! 🙂
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Yes! The writing knocked me off kilter. I love when that happens. 🙂
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Thanks, Susi!
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Mon Plaisir!
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