encourage everyone
A broken blue clay pot and one wilted wildflower rest between two small tombstones.
Ashes of my hippie neighbor, Sage the artist, dust the graves.
The graves of his two wives, the recent and the ex.
He promised to love and cherish till death, and he did.
I stood a few moments lost in memories of his art, alcoholism, and watching him care for his sick wives.
As the sun peeked out from a gray cloud, I knelt and pushed three poppy seeds into the broken pot.
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~ Sheila
Rummaging through the old cedar chest
My fingers gently scanning loving words
I rubbed my moistened eyes a time or two
Because the love we had still lives in me
Underneath the layers of cards and letters
Were the sad goodbye letters, the folded break-up notes
Wrinkled or torn then taped together again to save
Finally buried in the garden today under the bleeding hearts
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