Three Poems for
Mid-February
77th
BIRTHDAY
It’s
midnight
So my birthday has
begun,
No big number ending in
zero,
No fraction or
percent
Of
anything,
A repeating
digit
(Best not to ponder
that),
And another year has already
begun,
Which is good, of
course—
Calls from
grandchildren.
Cards from
neighbors,
An insurance
agent
We never actually
knew—
But you wish time could
wait
Just a
moment
To see the flowers I bought
her
Yesterday for
Valentine's,
Since no one else is coming
by.
Senryu: February
14
Pluses,
minuses:
Hershey’s chocolate
kisses,
Tiny bits of
foil
Tanka: Further Birthday
Reflections
There will be a
time
When your birthday cards will
come
From your bank, and
from
A Buick salesman with
whom
You don’t remember
speaking.
Robert
Demaree is the author of three book-length collections of poems, including After Labor Day, published in April 2014
by Beech River Books. In 2013 his poems received first place in
competitions sponsored by the Poetry Society of New Hampshire and the Burlington Writers Club He is a retired
school administrator with ties to North Carolina, Pennsylvania and New
Hampshire, where he lives four months of the year. His poems have appeared in
over 150 periodicals. For further information see http://www.demareepoetry.
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