Category Archives: Lonely

Who Will Be There?

Who will show up when it’s time to say goodbye? Continue reading

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Therapy

  Therapy -Jly 26, 2021 H. W. Bryce   As I watched her suffer pain and weary of all sympathy, I felt forlorn, my mood was torn, ’tween anger and of empathy; I could not fix her ills, there was … Continue reading

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Now that You Have Cried Freedom

  H. W. Bryce   Grn moni comp of Mar 8/21 –   Now that you have cried freedom and lost OR And now that you are lost   Now that you have cried freedom and lost, Now that you … Continue reading

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One Sunny Afternoon

  One Sunny Afternoon   A mood poem   Circa mid 1950s, Regina   Early afternoon, sun streaks paint Slanted anti-shadows on the Scuffed-up, worn to grooves Beer parlor floor, which was propped open With a rusted old anvil.   … Continue reading

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Aching for a hug

  ACHING FOR A HUG   H. W. Bryce   My arms are aching for a hug, My heart is yearning   for my drug— That’s you, my love, and you my friend, And you and you and you, my all, … Continue reading

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Through My Window Pane

But only through the window pane Continue reading

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  WHEN A MASK IS A GOOD THING H.  W. Bryce   A masked man is a threat, Other than the Lone Ranger and the like. Masks are for bank robbers, thieves, Hold up men. Masks mark threats, Represent danger. … Continue reading

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