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More On Bin Morons

It didn’t work. No matter how we ask,the only one reliable is I.Relocating the bins is no big task –just once a week – but neighbors don’t comply.They fill the bins but seldom cart them out.“I’ll help if I’m around,” … Continue reading

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Interlude

I plan to watch TV tonight, and rest.I’ve had sufficient company for days,and though no acts transpired that distressed,no words offended, there were no displaysof foolishness, maliciousness or messed-up observations spilled in gross arrays,my friends and family were gently boring.Now … Continue reading

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Wisteria Envy

Perhaps the garden soil wants some food,or maybe west is not the way to face,or (likeliest) by too much shade I’m screwed,but my wisteria does not keep pacewith all the neighbor vines around my place.Where those abound with blooms, I’ve … Continue reading

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Spring Again

Attracted to the winter all my years(perhaps it was that January birth),when chill will stimulate, and dark appearsso often it gives firelight more worth,I can’t ignore the present buds and spearsof vernal growth – renewal on the eartharound. I watch … Continue reading

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Again the Ants

Again the ants invade. It’s no surprise.Survival instincts have to be obeyed.Outside is cold and wet. Before my eyes,again the ants invade. Like moving coffee grounds, the bugs paradewithin my kitchen sink. So I ariseto drown and crush and vacuum … Continue reading

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Raccoon Roof

A garden cottage will have critter soundof course – the insect buzz, the song of birds,the punch of bodies on the roof, that poundof mammal paws. Conveying such in wordsI say the cats are silent as on ground,and squirrels are … Continue reading

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Accumulation

Four years ago my bathroom was remade,creating space for bathtub, better sink,retaining skylight, fitting higher gradeof tile. My designer had to thinkcreatively; the workers knew their trade.I use the sink to rinse but not to drink,shampoo or launder. I behave … Continue reading

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Dead Tree

I don’t know what variety it was,but there are three adjacent to the fence.I’m noticing it recently, becausethe guy who tends the garden pointed thencea month ago. Its death conveyed no sense,but he and I intend to make amendsto dirt … Continue reading

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Efflorescence

The mortar’s not supposed to turn to dust.It shouldn’t bulge and powder-drop this way.I’ll call and pay a tradesman if I must,but that’s an errand for a later day.I’m sure there’s water – we had so much rain,there has to … Continue reading

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Condensation

I boiled water for a nasal rinseand fogged my kitchen windows thoroughly.The garden view is looking wintry since,but spring in fact approaches bloomingly,so pollen irritates me, probably,producing mucus and persistent drainthat coats my throat and chokes phlegmatically,distilling a desire for … Continue reading

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