One Poem by Michael Estabrook


After half a century,
through the miracle of social media,
you found your first girlfriend –
you were the love of her life she told you.

Then there was Ron
your best college buddy
who’s found Jesus
wondering why you haven’t.

And now you’re curious
what happened to Marie
the sexy blonde you worked with
at the ice cream stand.

Seriously? How many times
do you have to be taught
the same lesson:
leave the past where it is.


Michael Estabrook small press poet since the 1980s striving always for greater clarity and concision rendering language more succinct and precise more accessible and appealing a Sisyphean adventure for sure. Retired now writing more and working more outside just noticed two Cooper’s hawks staked out in the yard or rather above it which explains the nerve-wracked chipmunks. The Poet’s Curse, A Miscellany is a recent collection (The Poetry Box, 2019).

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