Category Archives: Family

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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Shotless (On Powell Butte)

Of course when I leave home I break routine,and staying with my kids I go alongwith their agenda, witnessing their scene –a loving fly upon the kitchen wall.I try to fill my eyes and heart – I meanto carry home … Continue reading →

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Audubon/Autobahn

Confusing the birdwatching patriarch namewith Germany’s roadway for speed,and hearing “gold standard” but in the wrong frame(“iconic” I thought would succeed),I started to smile and nodded my head.I love them but speak differently.Away from my garden, my bath and my … Continue reading →

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Sabbatical

They set their phones down once a week of late –from Friday night through Saturday foregothe tiny screen, the tinny tune – relateto three or more dimensions, like a throw-back (ages range from 12 to 48).I’m visiting, and now they … Continue reading →

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Stern

Don’t stern-talk me, his sister said.That didn’t work from Dad.Attempts to shush me bend my headand only make me mad.You might try listening instead(I really wish you had).That pose supposed to ferry dreadlooks insecure and sad.

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Leaning In

We sat upon the couch and talked a bit.He wasn’t feeling well in back or head.Fatigue besieged (as is appropriate,with two young kids to wrest him from his bed).Attending to the way he sat and said,respecting his full plate and … Continue reading →

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KCA to NYC

Though born and raised in Berkeley, she’s too muchfor Westerners to tolerate with ease.She fills a room and ambles fast. She’s sucha driven worker, friends and enemiesretreat from competition. Expertiseis what she likes, employing pull and torqueshe had from birth … Continue reading →

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Less Parent Stress

I disagree but dare not disapprove.There may not be a wrong-and-right to it.The better part of wisdom could behoovea parent to adjust to time. What fitmy ancestors was inappropriatefor me when I was struggling with mine.I witness now a difference, … Continue reading →

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Mother to Son

She asked my comment – should she intervene?Sit down and look sincerely in his eyes,and tell him to escape the liquored scenehe lives with? To abandon compromiseand leave the lady love he doesn’t love?Her son has always acted like he … Continue reading →

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More Good Than Gold

Though silence may be golden, that dependson what inspires it. When it proceedsfrom earnest ignorance, it none offends,but is that gold? Or simply lack of noise?The platinum of silence comprehendshow biding and awaiting leads to good.To dwell unsure and pause … Continue reading →

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