Monthly Archives: August 2025

Dactyls on BART

Unruly Behavior Can Ruin a Ride.I spotted the sign Saturday.I pulled out my phone and shot what I espied –good dactyls – then went on my way. I wanted a topic for Sunday, and thoughtI couldn’t do better than this.The … Continue reading

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Short Sleep

It took me time to fall asleep last night.My tender throat inspired mortal thought,and talk about emotional insightand mysteries of medicine had broughtdisturbed considerations into light.I didn’t feel exactly overwrought,but comfort in the bed eluded meuntil the clock read some … Continue reading

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Hydrophilia

Five households occupy this one address.We share the water service, and todaya plumber will shut off the main access.I don’t know when the interrupt will staymy water use; I suffer pre-distress.Deliberately I shuffle tasks, delaywhat’s waterless till early afternoon.I wouldn’t … Continue reading

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No Fair Share

It shouldn’t irritate me very much,but sloppy use of language hurts my mood.I read “more than fair share,” regarding suchmisfortunes as a chronic lack of food,surplus of grief, and tragedies that touchthe soul attacking peace in attitude.Of course a lengthy … Continue reading

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Yellow

We came upon him crying on the couch,his posture slumping forward and his facehair-hidden. We turned walking to a croucharound his curving frame, to strong-embraceour adolescent, murmur comfort, placegood words in air, and confidence-assign.We lit with love and nearly missed … Continue reading

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Brake to Break

I plan to interrupt this streak in weeks.On August 20th I shall depart.And though I will be practicing techniques,my time will go to gathering, from startto homecoming, each episode that tweaksattention, and the feelings in my heart.I’ll let impressions, fertilized … Continue reading

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Alone in a Crowd

I can’t remember when I’ve liked a crowd,and street fairs may repel me most of all.I don’t like saunters in the sun, and loudeffects from people cause my skin to crawl.There’s insufficient shade. I don’t recalloccasions comfortable or worth the … Continue reading

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Riverview

We cruised necropoli on Saturday.A section of the city came to bethe area where mortuaries lay.And when we chose to park and walked to seesome cryptic sections for this familyor that, amid old trees and plaques of stone,we gentled into … Continue reading

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Terms of Lepidoptera

I came upon this butterfly today,an insect not unusual to seethis time of year, in plants that flanked my wayperambulating to a treat for me.I measured steps – 5,000 totally –but this encounter happened halfway tomy destination. Psyche met psyche,and … Continue reading

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Trying Tryon

This visit, moving air impresses me.Although the calendar reads late July,the temperature and the humidityare mild. Through the leaves an azure skycreates a bowl of clean. The weather’s dryand steps are easy, bathed by gentle breeze.The trails are clear. With … Continue reading

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