Charlotte Ballard Biography

You delight the nose with evocative
Promise of stringy cheese, pepperoni
And tomato sauce warm. Each piece
Contested over, grabbed, hungered over
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Man of Sorrow
Man of Pain
You took it all
Without any gain.
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Emily, your words breathe fire.
From simple words to grand designs-
Heaven drops, sweet nectar.
I propose a promise
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I never had a mother
Who read “Hello Moon”
Fifty-seven times before
Tossing it behind the refrigerator
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My mother keeps a poem
That I wrote when I was
More than a child, but
Not yet a Woman.
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