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Lost Friend by LaJuan
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| A wonderful set of poems from LaJuan,
these remind me of the story-telling of the Greek poets. And
while I have given each Lost Friend poem it's own page, I would highly suggest that
you read them in order to get the full and poignantly beautiful
impact.
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| He walks the cold sands of the ocean beach |
| With angry strides and heated brow. |
| His grief and anguish was within reach. |
| Foul was the past event leading to now. |
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| He couldn't believe his friend was gone. |
| A chunk of his soul was missing too. |
| For the first time in his retired years he felt so alone. |
| He was having trouble knowing what to do. |
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| It was a split second between active and still |
| Just an unfortunate accident the doctor said. |
| Leaning too far out over the window sill |
| And his best friend was now dead. |
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| The lighthouse home they shared was lonely. |
| Everything stayed in place with no messes. |
| He found evidence of his friend on the settee |
| And knew his memories would be precious. |
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| The ocean gale drained him of his anger |
| And the cold pushed him from the sea foam. |
| While climbing the steps he made a detour |
| To investigate the sound under his home. |
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| With his advanced age he fought the wind. |
| He wasn't sure he had heard it. |
| Down on the tricky limbs he grinned |
| And reached far and pulled out the kit. |
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| He had the markings of his dame |
| And the spirit of the wild visiting tom |
| Hissing and spitting he wasn't tame |
| And he barely fit in the Admiral's palm. |
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| Nelson silently thanked his deceased cat |
| For her gift of this forgotten son. |
| He named him Lee and promised to make him fat |
| So high windows the kitten would shun. |
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| August 2006 |
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