Grandpa

Slow motion of my vinyl record 

In a final measure 

Times of spotted Leopards

Or Black Panthers 

Or water fountains being separate

Today I'm guessing we're feeling better from the injection 

In a rocking chair 

Grandpa and swaying oceans 

White and greying photos

Toting armor or raising signs 

Lines of a single file 

But marching on,

On and through the night.

Reviews

[Nariko]

This reminds me of the memories I shared with my granda as a young child

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice memories shared in the words and thoughts. Each line adding to a man spirit and his life. You make your Grandfather come alive in the poem for the reader. Thank you Ty for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote