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Best Poems From
FAITH ELIZABETH BRIGHAM
(May 14,1953)
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That Kiss
sleep caresses me
softly, slowly
cradling my unconscious
i fight it
but delight in it-
the memory of your face
my lips taste
of your sweet love
and the warmth of your breath
sleep comes over me
the kiss still warm-
still heavy on my lips
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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The Cattle Egret
he struts across
the plaza parking lot
like he was mr. universe
proud as hell to
be the cattle egret
that he is
his appearance is
flawless except for
the perpetual grease spots
on his back from slipping
under parked cars looking
for bugs and lizards to eat
this is his fourth winter here
and i feel compelled to
name him something
charlie seems to suit him
though he won't to this day
answer to anything he's called
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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The Day The Clock Stopped
three days of
intermittent sleep
depressed, restless
losing her grip on reality
she shivers as
she moves into
a fetal position
she glances at the
clock on the wall
in her hospital room
the hands motionless
only a prayer
could save her now
she slips one hand
underneath her pillow
clutching her rosary
and the hands on
the clock move
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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The Gold Monkey
'What is your bid
for the gold monkey, '
calls out the auctioneer.
'One hundred dollars! '
the old woman cries
from the back row
wildly waving a bill.
'Nonsense, this statue
is real gold, ' he replies.
'And this is real money
you turd', she says
having the last word.
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
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