The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
At The Table

Children play with a Halo3		The writer, the editor, she 		The leaves blow past the
Fish bubbles dance in the corner	shares stories as her triumphs		grill fires as rain blankets
Risotto spice wafts warmly		ask when dinner'll be ready,		the vista from a deck potted
as wine is tipped to tales told.	then prepares the emerald tea.		with squirrel dinner stores.


The white cat alights on his lap,	Dinner delight sits between them,	With eager words of chapbooks and
as he laughs and enjoys his		joyful banter warms the heart		forum frenzy, the trusted friend
sweetheart's company, and tells		giving and taking buttered words,	sits again at the round table of ideas,
of his software ventures.		barbecue chicken and pound cake.	telling the adventures of his years.


Ice cream unmelted adorns		And having finally met the		With final laughs and thankful
the sweetness of the final		unknown companion, and heard of		goodbyes, a night of wonder
dinner gift, as the last evening's	his tales under surgeon's knife,	tapered to its end, sparkling as
moment is shared together.		we smile to meet in person.		footsteps left on rain-trodden path.
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