02 Short Poems – Karen O’Leary


the thread
without Mom’s darning.
After her funeral, my sibs
exchange quick good-byes, cars running.
They promise to get
the strained

Rusted Gate

The intricate
rod iron entrance
to a historical estate
testifies to the famous
dignitaries who were
ushered in by valets.
Left in disrepair,
families opting
for modern mansions.
The tears of the grand
old lady pour
in the rusty rain.

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About the contributor: Karen O’Leary is a writer and editor from West Fargo, ND. She has published poetry, short stories, and articles in a variety of venues including, Frogpond, Setu, A Hundred Gourds, bear creek haiku, Shemom, Creative Inspirations, The Local Train Magazine and NeverEnding Story. She edited an international online journal called Whispers http://whispersinthewind333.blogspot.com/ for 5 ½ years. She enjoys sharing the gift of words.

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