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just a poke away

I feel you all tonight
crowding around me
it feels like I could just
poke my finger through
to where you are in no where
with me just over here in now here
just a finger poke away
I see each of you like yesterday
or this morning
Sue . Ann . Steve . Nancy
I can see you all clearly

and I would like to be peaceful
too and free of all the pain
all around me in these
live questing creatures
free of all the pain in me

free of all the joy
all around me in these
live questing creatures
free of all the joy in me

but seeing you
knowing you
I know it’s too soon
and my poke
has nothing but distance
and endless years
so many years
to travel through
to you

but right now
in this moment
you seem to be right
here
just a poke
away

and I remember
each of you
see you as you were
and are
in here
in me
forever

just a poke
away

from Steve — poems from a friend — Bill Eberle

Thomaston     July 8 and 9

© 2019, Bill Eberle