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Yelling

In yelling tones The fates do drop Heavy stones for all to carry Until the day The realization comes There was no need To ever pick them up ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my poetry by buying a poetry collection … Continue reading

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Inventory

Box by box We inventory our ancestor’s stuff Things from glory days past While swimming in present grief ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my writing by buying one of my poetry collections from the Kindle store. Thank you! 2016: Poems … Continue reading

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Dad

I’m sorry he said In that way of saying without meaning Before turning back to his beer Unaware the hollowness of his words Rang like a bell To remind me of all his other empty words I swallowed for sustenance … Continue reading

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Arthur

He had no name She looked him up and down Took his weight Felt him all about And called him Arthur Arthur is a bear I found on a shelf With silly eyes A cozy coat And no mouth Arthur … Continue reading

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Trenchant

Trenchant days of paper cuts Spent in family vinegar Sting my wounds ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my poetry by buying a poetry collection from the Kindle store! 2016: Poems from a Year of Change Uncertain: Poems About Gender Transition … Continue reading

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Inheritance

In my dreams they come to me And speak not a word while showing their love But when challenged on their hate A smiling shrug is my only inheritance ©Heather Coldstream Please consider supporting my poetry by buying a poetry … Continue reading

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Fossils

Every family object that has come to me Weighs me down with its history Each compresses me into a layer The model wooden boats from Portugal The ornaments from New York The photograph of a tree Each thing in its … Continue reading

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