Benjamin’s Poem

My socks

Have dinosaurs

Blue and pink

What do my parents

Think about

My shorts

Are checked

Orange and green and blue

What do my parents

Want me to do

My tee-shirt

Is plain

And blue, again

What do my parents

Want from this game

Thomas’ Poem

My socks

Are red and blue

They remind me of you

My shorts

Are navy blue

Their battles

Remind me of you

My tee-shirt

Is hooped

White, Breton blue, and green

Their bicycles, their onions

They remind me of you

 

Our Words

Without you here

The silence engages

The ether enriches

It is in the not knowing

That we find our knowing

My Words

I make a sandwich

And think of you

I write a poem

And think of you

I say to myself

This is all getting a little bit

Too much like

Liza Minelli and the Pet Shop Boys

Other’s Words

A year of

Mental health came in

Easing out

With

Expectants leaving

What we expected

Was an exciting weekend

Quick fired words

In a tongue we had ———

A turbulent sea

Our friends no show