New Moon--
he walks away
from an empty dining table
She Grips My Hand
Sunday afternoon—
she grips my hand
as we cross the city street
Not Today
Friday morning—
a young mother
refuses to bath her first son
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A collection of Melchor F. Cichon's short poems: Haiku, Luwa, Cinquain, Tanka, and Bakod. Starting 2010, his longer poems and other literary works are included. Please leave your comments.
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