Category Archives: Home

Dead Heat

My office, an uninsulated shed,is chilly now to nearly March each year.I have a heater that can quickly spreadthe warmth I need to type and pedal here.But I returned from travel to a queeraroma and a noise that shouldn’t be.The … Continue reading

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But Don’t They Care?

But don’t they care about the noise they add?To broadcast music in the local airwhile building next to me? It makes me sad,but don’t they care? I heard it from within my napping chair,and I’ll admit I felt a little … Continue reading

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Sentence

Deciding I won’t exercise the waythat’s customary, nursing a sore armI got from shots I suffered yesterday,intended to protect from viral harm,succeeded by a trek with full displayto kin of school and avenue aswarm,I bathe and rest with zero tasks … Continue reading

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Incipient Windows

Erection moves along beyond the wallof brick that borders to the east of here.It hasn’t been a silent build at all,and as it grows its western features rear:four holes ill-placed are windows in the tallexpanse (two stories), where no view … Continue reading

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Outside/In

The noise I noted while abed last nightcommanded eyes above to a raccoonupon the skylight glass – she caught my sightand made me glad I didn’t hear her soonwithin my roof. The musk in morning lightis outside; something sprayed but … Continue reading

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The Arrangement

The bins abut the pathway to my home(the only drawback to aesthetics here),and I’ve composed more than one pithy poemabout the way they look. They can appeartoo stuffed, or situated front to rear.It’s left to me to haul them more … Continue reading

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Is Something There?

Is something there, atop my place of ease?I’m hearing thumping lately from somewhereabove, that’s like a mammal scratching fleas.Is something there? A roof-explorer in the upper air?Or is a skunk inside, that brings unease?I smelled that musk last night in … Continue reading

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Cool is Come

The 19th of October was the lasthot day we had this year this near the bay.A month after the equinox had passed,our weather granted autumn chilly sway.We even saw some rain in our forecast.The time has come to pack the … Continue reading

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Fixation

When I moved in the sliding door was old,yet it was lockable for 15 yearsbefore it acted iffy and its holdgrew unreliable. But I’d no fearsabout security. My little placeis hidden from the street, by most unknown.There isn’t much that … Continue reading

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Interval

I’m better now the package has been mailed,with check and forms collated best I could.Since then the steady worries that assailed,persistent stress that does no body good,abated, and the noise in neighborhoodhas eased the last few days (but just for … Continue reading

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