The Boy in You
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Noelle Pim on Unsplash
The boy in you lives on in me.
I hold close every memory
of soft blue eyes and thoughtful gaze
and all your cute, endearing ways.
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Susan Noyes Anderson
Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.
Magical Mourning: The Bargaining
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
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Sometimes, my brain works overtime,
hell-bent to redesign the past.
What if… If only… Why… Why not…
a litany of grief miscast.
Light the Lamps
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
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What do others see
who look at me
I am cracked pot
bird with broken wing
severed vine
unwilling shrine
Snapshot
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
photo by Michael L Baird on flickr
The pair of you lit up our hearts,
shoulder-to-shoulder, full-grown men.
We saw in you the boys you were,
recalled the sweetness that had been.
All Is Well, or Will Be
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
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image by Tony I on UnsplashI look ahead and dread the view,
a tunnel of days to get to you,
a tunnel of looming days until
I see your face and drink my fill
of all you are and all you mean,
a tunnel of days that stand between
me and the gift that once was mine –
to stand beside you, shade or shine.
Post Mortem
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
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I guess I always knew
he wasn’t mine to keep,
and yet I prayed he’d stick around
until I went to sleep.
Remembering You
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
image by Jiu Chang on Unsplash
The ocean pounding on the shore
Awakens with a crashing roar
Reminds me that you are no more
Reflections at Close of Day, for Todd
©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson
Image by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash
He left in his own
time, his chosen way.
I find in me
no spirit
to begrudge it.