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Meanderings
Meanderings
Meanderings
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Meanderings

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a poem is place
for hearts to feel and for minds to see.
it is a plea
for understanding, for empathy.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherXlibris US
Release dateDec 30, 2015
ISBN9781514432723
Meanderings
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John Close

John Close is a retired Ironworker from New York City. He is an Army veteran, is married with two children and six grandchildren and two cats. He likes to read and write, to strum guitar and to keep fit. Drinking coffee with pals at Dunkin Donuts or the horseracing track is a good part of his social life and he and his Mrs. own two weeks of timeshare in Aruba for a change of pace.

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    Meanderings - John Close

    Copyright © 2016 by John Close.

    Library of Congress Control Number:   2015920250

    ISBN:              Hardcover                  978-1-5144-3274-7

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    Contents

    Quandary

    Learnin’

    Seashore

    My Girl

    Shitcanned

    Merry Christmas, Fanny

    Ethiopia

    You

    Destination

    Knockout

    Eccentric

    Immortality

    Assumptions

    Insignificance

    Photo

    Veterans

    Forty-seven

    Bellylaugh

    Fatherly

    Identifyin’

    9/11/11

    Pond

    Relativity

    2/14/14

    Backsliding

    Entrapment

    Serenity

    Pointless

    Whatthefuck?!

    Good Morning, Char

    Uninvited

    Fate

    Relief

    Dumped

    Instruction

    Migratory

    Bayley

    Summer

    Scaling

    Investigation

    Afterglow

    Slippery

    Councilwoman

    Astray

    Noel

    Mastication

    Hoopster

    Ageing

    En route

    Firmament

    Snafu

    Receptors

    Spring

    Limitations

    Happy Birthday

    Lovebirds

    Interrogatives

    Widow

    Christmas in Heaven

    6925

    Currents

    Aging

    Striker

    Yuletide

    El

    Bloomburghers

    Yearning

    Escapism

    Bear

    Heatwave

    Blizzard

    Dream Baby

    Elderly

    Guilt

    Tomboy

    Sundown

    Experience

    Dear Karen

    Matchmaker

    Woodland

    Purgatory

    Adamant

    44

    Resignation

    Gardeners

    October

    Awaiting

    Brooklyn

    Mighty Mite

    Procrastinator

    Hazy

    Shapes

    Branches

    Solitaire

    Mrs. Lu

    Self-Published

    Proposal

    Swamped

    Duality

    Bedlock

    Commencement

    Silence

    Daydreamer

    Sorrow

    Homewreckers

    Angel

    Forty-six

    49ers

    Breezy-boy

    Seventy One

    Intellectuals

    Reconciliate

    Fall

    Numbing

    Hypothermia

    Grandchildren,

    Eulogizin’

    Dragoons

    Nightmares

    Subalterns

    The DR

    Retirement

    Santo Domingo

    Mean

    Wifey

    Lovers

    Anthropology

    Felon

    Comeback

    Hairball

    Binoculars

    Tribal

    Replacement

    Dear Chloe,

    Florence

    Kempeitai

    Countdown

    Harken

    Jackson

    Reservation

    Acquainting

    Streetwalker

    Fries

    Appetites

    Hearsay

    Disaster

    Bookmaker

    Ritual

    Sowing

    Imploring

    Connection

    Reflection

    Foliation

    Timeless

    Enduring

    Tranquilizer

    Eerie

    Cardio

    Accessories

    IED

    Perspective

    Frontman

    Lyver

    Listening

    God Bless Suzan

    Terminal

    Power

    Fortuitous

    Sixty nine

    Nam

    Leave-taking

    Graveyard

    Happy 48th

    Doors

    NRA

    Harbaughs

    Conception

    How

    Pragmatist

    Septuagenarian

    Death

    Latina

    Repositories

    Crush

    Ruminating

    Thanks, Will

    Elimination

    Johnny

    Be My Valentine

    ExCon

    Knots

    Performer

    Fakery

    Online

    It

    Us

    Conclusions

    Hypnotist

    Photosynthesis

    Declaration

    Anya

    Friendless

    Whatever

    Paradise

    Secret

    Moniker

    Dongan Avenue

    Principle

    Surrender

    Guidance

    Accounting

    Wintering

    Blasphemer

    Sub-zero

    Meteorologist

    Jackie D

    Imaginings

    November

    Hospice

    Busing

    Weather

    Handicapped

    Herpetologist

    Offspring

    Holiday

    Genius

    Barbara

    Forty-five

    Exasperation

    Interval

    Countryside

    Negligence

    Waterbed

    Credence

    Septuagenarians

    Valentine’s

    Zai Jian

    for my wife and our children,

    their spouses,

    and their children

    Quandary

    we never see you now

    and we don’t know why.

    not sure if we want to know;

    best to let it lie —

    anyways… take care, son.

    you know where we are.

    we’ll come see you, if you like;

    we got a new car.

    Learnin’

    hell, no, it ain’t fair, son;

    no one said it would be.

    my daddy told me that.

    i mighta’ been three.

    the one time i forgot —

    i mighta’ been four —

    he slapped the side of my head

    n’ i ain’t forgot no more.

    Seashore

    he is the kind who,

    after stepping on a shell

    too delicate to withstand weight

    did exclaim oh, hell!

    as he made the halves to one

    and saw a beauteous thing —

    one which might invite his muse

    or bid his heart to sing…

    the halves went in his pocket.

    he could not answer why;

    he knew what was would never be

    what should have caught his eye.

    My Girl

    you hold me in your hand.

    you put me down,

    then lift me up,

    then place me where i stand.

    if not for you i would not know

    how deep a love can be;

    how sometimes though we dim its flame

    we always sense its glow…

    my girl is always telling me

    i have no need to pout.

    when she takes me in her arms

    of that i have no doubt.

    Shitcanned

    i ain’t never missed,

    in my whole life,

    the way i’m missin’ you

    now.

    ole Billy tole me

    i look real bad.

    says he can’t understand

    how

    a gal done my head

    the way you did.

    n’ how you creased my

    brow.

    ain’t about wrong, or right;

    he’s just sayin’

    i’m mopin’, like some damn

    cow.

    Merry Christmas, Fanny

    come over here and share a kiss;

    here, beside the tree…

    and never doubt, not for once,

    how much i feel for thee;

    how much i need and want you still

    despite the time gone in…

    for truth be told, the time gone in

    my heart did truly fill.

    Ethiopia

    here women walk for water

    four times a day,

    an hour each way,

    without complaint

    they with empty cans go down

    and full ones up

    for all to sup

    despite the taint

    and knowledge of thirst disease;

    not all but some

    to soon succumb

    to cold constraint.

    they live here.

    they never go.

    and they die here

    in sorrow faint.

    You

    i stand with you;

    i sit with you.

    i walk with you

    and lie with you.

    i speak with you;

    i

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