Enjoy Some of My Own…
Poetry From
“A Backpack Of Milestones”
by Barbara (Fischer) Binstock
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Life-Phase 2
A zephyr dancing through the trees tonight
whispered that we’d meet, unchained;
further on along the path
Somewhere in the musky woods of autumn,
with our values thickly wrapped
in colored layers of experience…
And you’ll swing me once around again
and watch me waltz dizzily
over every winding path untried.
What miles of woodland lie in newness
waiting for my errant feet!
O’ swing me once around again…
and see the other side of me!
(Originally read at The first Poetry Performances
Founded by Barbara Morris Fischer at Whitman’s
Birthplace, Huntington, NY) Published in the book
“A Backpack of Milestones” by Barbara Morris Fischer
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by Barbara Morris Fischer and Marc Binstock
COMING HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS
No expanse of time can change
Coming home this snowy eve
as darkness drifts across a twilight sky
and windows down the country lanes are lit
in festive unity.
A lone star rises guiding on its same familiar path
above the families joined at firesides
where ancient stories still are told
passing joyful singing
while centuries unfold.
Holidays will never change
by lack of song or stories told
or custom’s ever-shifting mode,
Not when arms so filled with longing
once again are coming home.
by Barbara Morris Fischer
First Published by Hallmark Books
To D. M. M.
Upon this endless journey road,
who knew we’d meet another soul
beyond expectancy?
Perhaps an angel made that link to
finalize our destiny.
All the while my fingers do not trace
the lines that form your manly face
and ears not let to shiver to your whisper,
I sense your presence in the air.
The words your eloquence chose for me
proved how deeply you did care.
And for this time that we must be apart
I have your words, a warming glow
like sunshine in my heart.
ENVY
Please don’t wish the sun would drift
to someone else’s path
leaving me in cool shadows.
Don’t begrudge the lights
that twinkle in my eyes
like sunlight through a forest.
What you see is my flimsy facade…
my candle
on this dark and endless road.
My hands are jeweled to hide the scars
while behind me I hide a backpack
heavy with milestones.
FROM The FIRST PERFORMANCES AT
WALT WHITMAN’S BIRTHPLACE
BOUQUET OF LOVE
What did we know
of flowers then?
We thought,
“How grand this first bud
…so thin stemmed.”
This was spring
and many rains would come.
After every rain
a new shoot sprung,
till now.
Today this bush is full
and strong against the winds
And love…
Your flowers are
a whole bouquet of years.
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