Carolyn Brunelle Poems

Out of character, she wears
Earrings that dangle and sparkle,
Laughs loud and loves the grape
That frees her for awhile.
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He was just an old man in the neighborhood
Lost his wife a few years before, but
Had a nice house, never bothered anybody;
Was known as the old geezer next door.
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It’s in the unexpected moments
That I feel them cross my mind;
A familiar emptiness
Reminds me again they are gone.
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(a rewrite)


Dark green scrub oak trees
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This old house sighs from
contentedness and exhaustion;
the fragrance of holiday candles
still lingers.
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Here in tall summer grasses
I survey the clouds on high;
a spot far from the masses
where I've found a place to hide.
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A single leaf,
blows lost and futile
through an empty doorway.
Silent
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