Monthly Archives: June 2023

A Blue Light Glows

A blue light glows I never saw before,although I pay attention to what showson every inch of ceiling, wall and floor –a blue light glows. I can’t assume it’s new. I don’t supposea range hood can evolve or mutate – … Continue reading

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Enough Already

Last week I had to rest my foot so much,that though I read and screened, and tried to findsome ways to use time well and stay in touchwith news, I’d little other on my mindthan getting back to walking. That … Continue reading

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While Icing

On Tuesday last, before I left my place,I iced my slowly-mending foot again.I thought the wound was healing, but the paceof my recovery was dismal-slow.I had to be upright to wash my face,to brush my teeth, to necessary-walk.My age retards, … Continue reading

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For the Record

The benefit to penning notes like these(most days a rhyming form of diaries)is I can scan the posts I’ve left behind,and let those metered syllables remindme clearly of a symptom suffered, whichI thought might be forever. So the itchpersistent on … Continue reading

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Static Strategy

What can I do, when weather’s cold and grayalthough we’ve passed the very end of May,and age requires weeks instead of daysto mend a little injury? Just praisemy fortune that I have this cozy home,the leisure to compose a little … Continue reading

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Another Aging Lesson

Two weeks ago, when first I hurt my foot,I little thought how long I’d be impaired.I wore new shoes and carelessly I putmy step so balance went, discomfort flared.And probably I should have then bewaredand stopped my forward motion, sat … Continue reading

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It’s Too Late

I taught a roommate how to binge on foodwhen I was 17. We walked aroundand cycled flavors with an attitudethat we’d amend our ways and diet soon.As old as 58, I even skewedto overeat once more before a shiftto moderation, … Continue reading

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Restriction

Restriction here promotes expansion there,inducing mindfulness as I adjust.No driving means inhaling more fresh air.Eschewing meat necessitates some thoughtabout the way I buy and order fare.And taking time away from screens and phoneenheartens me to amplify the careof me, to … Continue reading

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Don’t Your Research

Suspecting it when I was yet a youth,the years of college formed the certainty:critique contains few instances of truth –coincidence is common – one can seesignificance in number, or can beconvinced with tint or tone, by phrase and word.The Internet … Continue reading

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Harsh

He says his ego died but that’s a lie.He claims he’s not depressed – we don’t see howthat statement can be other than a try.He’s prompt to self-aggrandize even now,and though the damage showed him how to cry,his posture doesn’t … Continue reading

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