“Heartbeats,” love never ends, my poem

“Heartbeats,” love never ends, my poem

your smiles abide…

 

 

Heartbeats

 

The last goodbye may hurt my heart,

but you have touched my cheek

   when I forgot to smile,

we sang plain notes dipped in love.

 

We’re on a road

   that we’ve tried to imagine,

but it is a strange road,

there is no straight ahead,

there are turnings we’ve never known,

we’re not in a race

   but there is a finish line,

there is no turning back,

you may go

   but not so very far away.

 

Your living here is done,

but I’m not done with you,

you are a teacher to my heart,

our fingers blend a lovers’ knot,

your tender touch lingers

   on the cheeks of the kids,

your smiles abide in every room.

I say goodbye

   but I won’t forget.

My memories heal my heart.

 

April 14, 2026

 

Inspired by this quotation: “Experience is in the fingers and head. The heart is inexperienced.”

(1842, Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862))

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Book review: The Snow Goose

…sensual drama, eminently poetic…

by Paul Gallico

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Want to be a gardener?…“Gardens galore,” my poem

Want to be a gardener?…“Gardens galore,” my poem

work that hoe…

 

 

Gardens galore

 

What’s not a garden?

What doesn’t want to grow?

What do we have

   that will not be cultivated?

What part of me

   does not strive

      to be a seed?

What part of you

   would not thrive

      in the damp of desire?

What time will you not give

   to pluck a weed, and then another?

What earth does not long at night

   for the gentle push of the hoe?

What greater joy

   than stroking the first green shoot,

      and cuddling the first bloom?

What would you say to the child

   who wants to be a gardener?

 

March 28, 2026

 

Inspired by “In Time” by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, March 28, 2026

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Book review: “Bartleby, the Scrivener”

Loneliness beyond understanding…

by Herman Melville

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Wait for the feeling to pass…

Wait for the feeling to pass…

Loneliness, en passant

 

 

Shivering

 

I take a stand in the cold tonight,

this frigid porch is bare,

in deadened, yellowed light,

a chitter of rustic sound is near…

 

I guess that loneliness could find a home here.

I guess I might feel warmer in the dark.

 

February 1, 2018

 

It was only a few moments, a mere chance to feel lonely,

I let it pass…

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: The Bartender’s Tale

Ivan Doig’s story, I mostly loved it…

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do the bounce thing…“allegro,” my poem

do the bounce thing…“allegro,” my poem

heartbeats on display

 

 

allegro

 

The boy was bouncing,

   hopping, jumping,

he was on the move,

 

kids make their world a motion,

   an energy,

      a swirl,

they test their arms,

   and legs,

      and fingers,

         and their voices,

            and their faces,

 

and ways to look around

   and through their spaces,

and sounds that are new words

   in their worlds,

 

they do not share

   their racing thoughts,

but they put their heartbeats on display,

their disporting has no end.

 

Do you remember that part of you

   is a child?

Will you let that part of you

   bounce with joy?

Your inner child wants to jump,

   now.

 

March 28, 2026

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The Reader (Der Vorleser)

Not just a rehash of WWII…

by Bernhard Schlink

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“being star,” not too hard…my poem

“being star,” not too hard…my poem

rise to be a star

 

 

being star

 

How can you pick one to name?

Are they close or far?

Can they dance?

Is it hard to be a star?

 

Become a star.

Everything can be star,

words are constellations,

shining is so easy,

so good,

such beginning,

you can rise to be a star,

be celestial…

 

twinkle.

 

February 22, 2026

 

Inspired by “Tender Astronomy” by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, Feb. 20, 2026,

and by “Winter’s Tale” movie (2014)

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Book review: Shantung Compound

They didn’t care much

        about each other…

by Langdon Gilkey

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thinking about ducks at sea

thinking about ducks at sea

the ducks don’t think about us…

 

 

“…he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks

etching themselves against the sky over the water,

then blurring, then etching again

and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.”

 

from:

The Old Man and the Sea

Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961)

New York: Charles Scribner’s Sons, 1952

127 pages

pp. 60-61

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Copyright © Richard Carl Subber 2026 All rights reserved.

 

Book review: “Bartleby, the Scrivener”

Loneliness beyond understanding…

by Herman Melville

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In other words: Poems for your eyes and ears with 64 free verse and haiku poems,
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and free in Kindle Unlimited, search Amazon for “Richard Carl Subber”

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