Carleigh

September 023

 

 

 

 

 

 

Carleigh

a poem by Mark Alberto Yoder Nunez

With Carleigh standing in the doorway
and the sounds of Mingus in the background
I treasure these hot Summer days at the co-op

With my organic herb tea, bagel, organic cream cheese
and fresh fruit on the patio
And Jen Bam at a nearby table writing her Poetry
And the war in Iraq going on and on

I treasure these experiences because I know
that Everything can be taken away at any time

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