Tag Archives: Dillon Tyler Urquhart

Two Poems, @EvryManJac: There is a Bell; Little Wonder

Posted on March 8, 2018 by

            There is a Bell ©2018 by Jack A. Urquhart (for Dillon) There is a bell pendulous and rusting heavy in the tower of my still-beating heart Amidst the calmest hour I can hear its … Continue reading →

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Mixed Metaphors (prose poem)

Posted on August 2, 2016 by

              ©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart For Dillon 03.08.1979—08.02.2013 They say being alive is a concatenation of scenes, the sum of which equals a singular human performance. So it is no surprise that since … Continue reading →

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Say ‘Cheese’! A Birthday Letter to my Son

Posted on March 5, 2016 by

©2016 by Jack A. Urquhart (Dillon Tyler Urquhart 03.08.1979—08.02.2013) Dear Dillon, Today, with your birthday coming on, I tried from old photographs to summon some smile-making memories, a few happy commemoratives from all those “say ‘cheese’!” moments. But it seems … Continue reading →

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For All I Care, a prose poem

Posted on June 7, 2015 by

©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart                (For Dillon) In another dream You return to me, arms outstretched, a child again asking to be held. The weight of you against my quickening heart is like … Continue reading →

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A Birthday Remembrance for my Son

Posted on March 8, 2015 by

©2015 by Jack A. Urquhart 700 words Today is my son’s birthday. Dillon Tyler Urquhart was born March 8, 1979, in Boulder, Colorado. Had he lived, he would’ve been 36 years old—more than old enough to be a father himself. … Continue reading →

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“March”: a poem by @jackaurquhart

Posted on April 30, 2014 by

(Some free verse … for my son, Dillon) March You were tardy aborning, a day late and mad — —as a March hare; it took a suction cap to coax you into the world. Pushed to fight or flight, a … Continue reading →

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A Birthday Wish For Dillon, by @jackaurquhart

Posted on March 7, 2014 by

©2014 by Jack Andrew Urquhart 682 words Dear Dillon, Dear Son, It’s March again—what would have been your thirty-fifth birthday arriving hard and heavy on the heels of Ash Wednesday this year. I say hard and heavy because it feels … Continue reading →

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