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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