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Bad Ending

The lunch that I looked forward to was great:good company, cool ambiance and foodso tasty I loved every bite I ate.I after Muni’d west in lovely mood,and just as fun as I’d anticipatewas baking with the grandkids. Gratitudewas brimming, but … Continue reading →

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Home Sweet Home

Arriving home at nearly noon, I reada text that set our call for half past one.Six hours earlier I rose from bed(that’s not my own). Now me-time has begun.I’ve aimed attention to my care insteadof any outer task. My bath … Continue reading →

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Cooking

Full body yoga was this morning’s choice –a twenty-seven minute stretch and move.With almost empty mind, I heard a voicethat recommended cooking to improvethe options for my dinners. I rejoicetoday in solitude, as cool as you’veimagined me, as busy as … Continue reading →

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Fly Free

I hate it when a fly comes in my room.Yet I don’t want to murk my view with screens.I took to closing doors to bar the zoom,but August heat and dead air’s what that means.A stranger commented – no fly … Continue reading →

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Pruning

If there’s a theme for this July,I say the word is “prune.”I’m daily shearing plants to tryto own my garden. Soonthe weeds will lose their ground. And Iam shredding a lagoonof paper. Anti-multiplyis my motif since June.

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A Tuesday Morning

The view this morning from my living roomis dappled sun beneath a twining vine,conveying coolness, smoothness through a loomof photosynthesis. Such comfort’s mine,I feel provoked. I take it as a signof natural love, of vegetation’s kiss.Right now I’m feeling well, … Continue reading →

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Home Work

My gardener is missing working weeks.The man’s unwell and though I think he’ll mend,for now I’m not portraying one who seeksto hire expertise. For I intendto daily do a bit. The pokeweed speakseach morning, even now too strong to bend,while … Continue reading →

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Sonic

I guess I don’t use internet as muchas many others do. The Wifi ceasedlast night – the TV stuttered out of touch,and when I called, I learned my link decreasedtwo days ago – 500 drops were sucha deal they’ll come … Continue reading →

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Good Job

To all who said they’d never change, I writeannouncing that the bins were handled well,and costs that I reported just last nighthave been repaid already, truth to tell.To my own mind so apt so long to swellwith pique and scorn … Continue reading →

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Garden Clutter

I share the garden with the sweetest slobs.They’re young, and inattentive to the yard.Considering their studies as their jobs,they never weed or prune. It isn’t hardto notice, but at 23 what mobsthe brain, what looms to populate the cardis radiating … Continue reading →

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