Monthly Archives: September 2023

Tolls of Old

When I was young, the bridge tolls were so low,we often paid with coin before we crossed.The money went from driver-side windowto hand of bridge employee. Some had grinsand others friendly words they would bestow.At times we paid the toll … Continue reading

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Dead End

“No Outlet” read the sign I passed last week.Before I saw its front, I tried to guessits words. I backtracked just to get a peek,expecting “Not a Thru Street” I confess.When I was young, the wording was unique –so “Cul-de-Sac” … Continue reading

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Unpeeled

He didn’t lose his personality,but buffers, blinds and masks were pushed aside.The chronic fears and stiff anxietybecame more obvious. His macho pridewas weakened by his disability –his bluster rose in fits; he often cried.He meant well, but the failings were … Continue reading

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That Old Declaration

“How can I bring a child into this,our fucked-up world? I just don’t think that’s right.”I’ve heard the claim that global messinessdisputes gestation of new life. It mightmake sense if birth were for the embryoalone – to set an egg-and-sperm … Continue reading

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Petulant People

They called the generation Great, who boreas children the Depression, and then foughta few years later in the awful war(that birthed the bomb) in which the world was caught.But speaking as a child of that lot,before the last of them … Continue reading

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Unseen

I long to know the reason we’re all here.I recollect that as my lasting goal.As far as I remember, it was clear –the question bloomed and never left my soul.I set myself to plumb the depth of me,eschewing all delusion … Continue reading

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Glitchy Stats

It’s no big deal – it’s just a Wordle game,and though at first I played at several types,I never registered a usernameor password. I ignored attempted hypes.But still I see statistics all the same,and while I’m not expressing any gripes,some … Continue reading

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Sticky Temptation

I’m not hungry, buthere are two ripe nectarines:sticky temptation.

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Reversal of Intention

How often now I wake and feel my age,and shuffle to the kitchen for my brew,and listen to my neck, and try to gaugethe quantity of creaks and tweaks. I skewintention – maybe I should rest today.Perhaps I’ll take it … Continue reading

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Please Hang Up

I noticed the unnoticed in my youth –my friends and neighbors often failed to seethe world around themselves. But here’s the truth –the situation’s worsened drastically.No doubt the Web and brain plasticityhave changed those minds – distractive in all ways,inducing … Continue reading

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