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Vignettes of the vine
Poems written about or for people I have known. They capture an essence.
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Here you will meet people I have known. Colored glasses tint some in rose. Others? In any case, they are based on people. My nature and regional poems are found elsewhere.
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For Jan ... when next it snows  [E]   0.9 KB
For Janice Jay. Based on a journal entry after my house burned down in early Spring.

Smoothing wrinkles  [ASR]   1.2 KB
A poem that goes down memory lane with the lingering smell of patchouli.

Summer in Sabetha  [E]   1.0 KB
This is based on a very beautiful summer in Sabetha, Kansas ... a long time ago.

Fine wine  [13+]   2.1 KB
Eyes and grape juice ferment. Drawn from a real story.

Not in the picture  [13+]   1.0 KB
The person behind the camera feels left out.

Dundrearies  [E]   0.9 KB
A ditty for Howard at Henry's Coffeehouse on Old Henry Street, Lawrence.

Seventeen  [13+]   0.8 KB
An anniversary poem for friends who married late in life.

Teke  [E]   1.0 KB
Memories of baking bread and fragrant flowers. For my grandmother, Teresa Deuel.

She who serves  [ASR]   1.1 KB
For Lisa and those who deserve more recognition of their daily endeavors.

Yellow Rose of Kansas  [E]   0.7 KB
A short but sweet poem for Rose Lynn of the Jayhawk bookstore. Velveteen rules.

Two chance encounters  [E]   0.6 KB
Based on an actual experience. No reason our paths should cross, they just do.

Mirrored in your eyes  [E]   0.8 KB
The poem that started it all in 1999. Someone I had just met had the key.