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  • From organizer Jen Nails
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    • April 1: Cathleen Davitt Bell
    • April 2: Lynne Sherbondy
    • April 3: Ellen Hopkins
    • April 4: Mae Respicio
    • April 5: Daphne Benedis-Grab
    • April 6: Veeda Bybee
    • April 7: Larry Dachslager
    • April 8: Shannon Cangey
    • April 9: Daria Peoples
    • April 10: Heather Lang-Cassera
    • April 11: Bruce Isaacson
    • April 12: K.L. Going
    • April 13: Kary O'Brien
    • April 14: Beth Schuck
    • April 15: Ms. Ayvee
    • April 16: Emilee Wirshing
    • April 17: Paula Garrett
    • April 18: Jennifer Battisti
    • April 19: Chris Baron
    • April 20: Vogue Robinson
    • April 21: Clara Gillow Clark
    • April 22: Stephanie Espinoza
    • April 23: Angela Brommel
    • April 24: Rebecca Reeder
    • April 25: Ash Delgrego
    • April 26: Amy Lemmon
    • April 27: Elizabeth Davis
    • April 28: Rob Lenihan
    • April 29: Micaela Blei
    • April 30: Kathy Erskine
Number S#gns Poetry Project
  • Home
  • From organizer Jen Nails
    • Jen's Welcome Poem
  • Poems
    • April 1: Cathleen Davitt Bell
    • April 2: Lynne Sherbondy
    • April 3: Ellen Hopkins
    • April 4: Mae Respicio
    • April 5: Daphne Benedis-Grab
    • April 6: Veeda Bybee
    • April 7: Larry Dachslager
    • April 8: Shannon Cangey
    • April 9: Daria Peoples
    • April 10: Heather Lang-Cassera
    • April 11: Bruce Isaacson
    • April 12: K.L. Going
    • April 13: Kary O'Brien
    • April 14: Beth Schuck
    • April 15: Ms. Ayvee
    • April 16: Emilee Wirshing
    • April 17: Paula Garrett
    • April 18: Jennifer Battisti
    • April 19: Chris Baron
    • April 20: Vogue Robinson
    • April 21: Clara Gillow Clark
    • April 22: Stephanie Espinoza
    • April 23: Angela Brommel
    • April 24: Rebecca Reeder
    • April 25: Ash Delgrego
    • April 26: Amy Lemmon
    • April 27: Elizabeth Davis
    • April 28: Rob Lenihan
    • April 29: Micaela Blei
    • April 30: Kathy Erskine
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    • Home
    • From organizer Jen Nails
      • Jen's Welcome Poem
    • Poems
      • April 1: Cathleen Davitt Bell
      • April 2: Lynne Sherbondy
      • April 3: Ellen Hopkins
      • April 4: Mae Respicio
      • April 5: Daphne Benedis-Grab
      • April 6: Veeda Bybee
      • April 7: Larry Dachslager
      • April 8: Shannon Cangey
      • April 9: Daria Peoples
      • April 10: Heather Lang-Cassera
      • April 11: Bruce Isaacson
      • April 12: K.L. Going
      • April 13: Kary O'Brien
      • April 14: Beth Schuck
      • April 15: Ms. Ayvee
      • April 16: Emilee Wirshing
      • April 17: Paula Garrett
      • April 18: Jennifer Battisti
      • April 19: Chris Baron
      • April 20: Vogue Robinson
      • April 21: Clara Gillow Clark
      • April 22: Stephanie Espinoza
      • April 23: Angela Brommel
      • April 24: Rebecca Reeder
      • April 25: Ash Delgrego
      • April 26: Amy Lemmon
      • April 27: Elizabeth Davis
      • April 28: Rob Lenihan
      • April 29: Micaela Blei
      • April 30: Kathy Erskine

Rob Lenihan

April 28, 2024

Rob Lenihan is a reporter, blogger, solo performer, screenwriter and novelist. He resides in Brooklyn, where he was born and raised.

 The Leap 

You jumped into my lap and became an angel,

You left behind a trail of miracles,

Every day I ask why you had to leave, 

why you’re not with me where you belong.

I tell myself you’re wanted in other realms,

But I can’t believe anyone needs you more than I do.

 

You jumped into my lap and become a song,

I play it in my heart every single day, even as the lyrics fade and the memory goes dim.

The music you left behind is becoming more distant as I grow older, and I’d give everything I have to hear it one more time.

 

You jumped into my lap and became a memory, 

Of anger, pain and love,

I play the hallowed recollections again and again and beg for penance,

I never thought this could happen, I never thought you’d be gone. 

Time is unforgiving, recollection a curse, and left me in a place where I don’t belong.

 

You jumped into my lap, and turned into light,

A fluorescent dream that I chased down the length of the train station,

Jumping from beam to beam, always insight and forever out of reach

I ran to the end of the platform and lost you in train’s blinding roar.

 

You jumped into my lap and then you were gone.

I never took the time to say how much you meant to me, 

And how I’ll keep running down that platform,

Through the howling metal wind, chasing after you,

Until I join you in the holy light


-- Rob Lenihan, March 15, 2024

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