A Hundred Gourds 3:4 September 2014

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there was no rain
for his funeral
only tears
shed amid laughter
at the memories

space Adelaide B. Shaw - USA
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  this frenzy
in our virtual contact
how I miss
the intimacy of touching
the promise of your hand

space Sonam Chhoki - Bhutan
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    the cries of geese
vast and already lost
in the skies
the timber of your voice
I vowed never to forget

space Beverly Acuff Momoi - USA
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an egret follows me
as he searches the shore
my own hunger
filled by the roar and hiss
of the morning tide

space Thelma Mariano - Canada
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  coming to the bench
where we used to rest
beside the river
I pause momentarily
but choose to move on

space Elaine Riddell - New Zealand
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    when I wanted
the whole world …
bluer still
a butterfly’s small piece
of sky

space Jennifer Thompson - USA
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