5 poems by t. kilgore splake

old men and young boys baseball game companions
silently hoping for seventh inning home team rally
while fathers lost in rat race dreams dead

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alone at kitchen table three in the morning
bergman films running through graying artist’s mind
rediscovering reality of love and death in god’s silence

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ninety-five dollars used car back row freedom
memories of buddy holly elvis fats domino on radio
teenage years when dreams were real

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awake in bedroom three o’clock in the morning
poet thinking of muersalt godot hickey ad oliver mellors
also quiet memories of mother and father

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listening to music or reading poet’s words
observer quietly finding god in artist’s creations
sense of meaning beyond life’s continuous chaos


t. kilgore splake (“the cliffs dancer”) currently lives in a tamarack location old mining row house in the ghost copper mining village of calumet in michigan’s upper peninsula. splake has become a legend in the small press literary circles for his writing and photography.