Monthly Archives: October 2025

Hyper Season

Of all the critters in this garden yard,the squirrels often give the most surprise.Appearing light, they hit my rooftop hard,in thumping races for whatever prizeis up or down – persimmons or suppliesredeemed from refuse (raiding like a rat).They’re vandals who … Continue reading

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Real Time

Eight days ago, I woke to 65degrees inside, and turned the fire on.The flames shot bright and lit the logs alive,and I admired it through stretch and yawn.It charmed and warmed, reminding me that I’veno better winter heat. Turned off … Continue reading

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10/12/25

When I encounter this, 2 years or lessfrom now, and choose to edit it or not,I’ll recollect today without a guess;I’ll have no cause to murmur “I forgot.”That’s why I daily find some lines to jot.October 12th of Twenty Twenty-fivewas … Continue reading

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Relief on BART

The streets were so cluttered I needed a break:old shoppers at Ashby, young students at Miles.Who knew riding BART could relieve a small ache,allowing alone to regenerate smiles?I boarded at Rockridge – 10 minutes I’d takein respite from dodging humanity … Continue reading

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A Walk to the Doc

I didn’t want the visit, but the shouldresounded till I booked the yearly scan(I aim to spend these seasons feeling goodif possible, so I’ve a gentle planto catch the weaks before they’re fails, and spanthe acts with exercise and healthy … Continue reading

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Quandary

Misinformation’s our pandemic now –the World Wide Web, unfiltered, fills the field,rewarding influence no matter howachieved, on ground where bombast will not yieldto sense, and popular defies a shield.I grow more skeptical but not of you,I think; I hope the … Continue reading

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Old Shoes

The shoes I use are sensibly designed.I haven’t fallen wearing them in years.But there are some occasions I’m inclinedto shod myself in footwear that appearsless clunky – nothing chic – a look that veersa little closer to suggesting grace,electing to … Continue reading

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Warm Day Walk

I walk to buy the sour gummy bearsdescendants like, and frozen things for mebefore predicted heat can rise, while air’sstill cool and crowds have reached no quantity.The weight’s in vest and pack; my arms are free,and I examine gardens as … Continue reading

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The Swamping of the Third-Born

Considering the kids, I recognizethat two have what I call a playful brain.They alter names, with games they improvise;inside themselves they ever entertain.I comprehend their schemes – we never strainat talk which seems more fluent than with others.One’s oldest, but … Continue reading

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Evidence of Kindness

Although I read of rudeness far and wide,and close at hand I witness thoughtlessnessor lack of focus, when I walk outsideI often note the street is not a mess,and sometimes nods from others coincidewith mine, or I find evidence, I … Continue reading

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