Monthly Archives: August 2023

Nextdoor Noise

It seems Nextdoor attracts a local groupwith whom I wouldn’t party or converseabout the things that interest me. Each scoopof news reports a lurk or something worse:invasion caught on camera from a stoop;smashed auto glass; a shoving grab of purse.They … Continue reading

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Moody Mystery

Is this unease I feel? What’s bugging me?My health is good, the weather’s fine; todayI have no tasks, no place I have to be,and as I run an intimate survey,I’ve not offended friends or family.I haven’t lost my memory or … Continue reading

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On 17th, in August

I’m not a nudist but I’ve been aroundsome clothing-optional environments:hot tubs, exotic beaches, places foundin wilderness or travel. No offensewas ever offered and I try to groundmy vision, but to me it makes no senseto bare the skin to San … Continue reading

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Fauna Report

A skunk explored the garden yesterdayat 10 a.m. – a little late to show.Twelve hours later raccoons raced their wayacross my roof. They thumped and scurried so,I nearly yelled through skylights – “time to go!”I found a moving bug inside … Continue reading

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Will Pillow

My thoughts are stuffed with pillows recently,inspired by a sham that shows some stain,compounded by a purchase bought for me –a cushion filled with buckwheat hulls, a mainsupport I’ve taken to use frequently.The sham is old – it’s more than … Continue reading

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This Kindle Book

I want to be engaged but I’m annoyed –bad grammar, sentence fragments, run-ons too.If they were used deliberately, employedin aid of narrative or ringing trueto dialect, supporting point of view,well that would be excuse. But this is bad.The plot’s okay, … Continue reading

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Traffic Monitors

My mood was good already, but it rosea little higher when I saw the birds –two pigeons gazing roadward in a posesuggesting they were monitors of cars.They perched, wings folded, steel beneath their toes,and seemed when traffic passed them to … Continue reading

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Vehemention

Her argument was vehement and fast –abrupt and cold refusal to abetmy statement there’s a difference (nothing vast)in quality of parents siblings get.Maintaining that her sister knew the sameattention, action, discipline she had,for they were close in age (two years), … Continue reading

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Cool Summer

The office for my home’s a wooden shed,with outlets and sufficient window glassbut little insulation. Comfort’s fedelectrically, by heater or by fan.The former is to warm my hands and headall winter long. The fan makes breeze from Juneto autumn – … Continue reading

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Forever Fall

It doesn’t take that long to sweep what dropsfrom branches of the eucalyptus tree,but lately leaf- and bark-fall never stops –each day a new assortment’s there to see.Attractive and provocative to me,enticing tidiness about my home,I daily gather, and they’re … Continue reading

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