Harold Jenkins
9 poems
06/14/2025 00:00h
I grew tomatoes for thirty years
she did the flowers
it was our agreement
now i grow both
the tomatoes are fine
the flowers are a mess
but they're mine
and she'd have something to say about them
02/04/2025 00:00h
i expected to feel old
i don't feel old
i feel like me
inside this old thing
the body does its thing
i do mine
we coexist
not always happily
10/30/2024 00:00h
I found letters she wrote me
before we were married
sixty years ago
the handwriting is hers
but the voice is someone young
nervous and hopeful
someone i knew
someone i loved for sixty years
08/11/2024 00:00h
Tuesday nights at the VFW
same faces
same complaints
same bad coffee
the best people i know
05/27/2024 00:00h
Every memorial day i go to the cemetery
i don't bring flowers
i bring silence
the men i'm visiting
are past the need for flowers
02/22/2024 00:00h
What young people don't know
is that you still feel twenty-six
inside
while the outside
does what it does
strange business
being in here while out there changes
12/04/2023 00:00h
We sold the house in '09
the kids were grown
it made sense to sell it
i drove past it last summer
someone painted the shutters blue
i didn't like it
but i didn't have a say in it
09/18/2023 00:00h
I don't talk about vietnam
not at the dinner table
not with people who weren't there
some things are not
for explaining
07/03/2023 00:00h
These knees aren't what they were
which is fine
i wasn't what i was either
at some point
everything changes
my knees are just being honest about it
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