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Ric Masten Poetry

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Robert
buried in the Tribune with his coffee
reading all about the day before
Nancy
just across the table with her teacup
studies what the tea leaves hold in store
and the now the moment slips away
gone with its joy and sorrow
he was here yesterday
and she is coming tomorrow
Robert
pictured in the yearbook Mr. Football
living in the dear departed past
Nancy.
Nancy is prophetic she's a Pisces
busy with the yarrow stalks she cast
and the now the moment slips away
gone with its joy and sorrow
he was here yesterday
and she is coming tomorrow

Robert
has a photograph of Nancy in his office
taken on the day that they were wed
Nancy
goes to see a gypsy fortune teller
wants to know what's lying up ahead
while the now the moment slips away
gone with its joy and sorrow
he was here yesterday
and she is coming tomorrow

Robert
puts away his toothbrush by the mirror
takes a look and sees his hair is gray
Nancy
goes to sleep in silence what a pity
they never really lived at all did they?
they let the now the moment slip away
gone are the joys and sorrow
he was here yesterday
and she
was
coming tomorrow

we live together this way
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AFTER WORD Being as we are on the subject of death for a few weeks. This is another kind of death. The worst kind being alive but not being there. Billie Barbara and I sang and recorded the thing about 25 years ago right after I wrote it. The reason being that we were beginning to become the couple in the song. Singing it helped us from going the way of Robert and Nancy. After all, it is a duet which means that both parties had better be there - in sync - together!