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Emerging Ferns

My favorite color’s blue, and yet it’s greenthat draws my eyes, escorts relief’s returnand opens me to hope. A forest scenedoes not forebode – the myths they had me learn,the symbols shown, to me they didn’t meana truth, but made … Continue reading

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Mystery Bug

I climbed into my bed with gratitude.The day was long and rest a welcome plan.I plumped the pillows, lit the lamp, and viewedthe current novel, Kindle in my hand.No sooner was location 80 scannedthan twice an insect tried to bother … Continue reading

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Candle on the Floor

A candle on the mantel wafted scentbut sat too high for me to see the flame.Aroma permeated air and lentan herbal atmosphere I couldn’t name.I love some folks who light and burn the sameso much their ceiling’s sooty from the … Continue reading

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Persimmon Leaves

Persimmon leaves beadthe tips of naked branchesand signify spring.

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Never on Wednesday?

On normal Wednesdays, I depart my placefrom 10 a.m. till after 8 at night.I daily make my bed – there’s little spacefor messiness – my one-room house is tight.I smooth the covers and I turn to faceoutside, away. I come … Continue reading

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Laughing as I Sneeze

I caught the baby’s cold and I feel worsethan she, apparently, because I’m old.(Of course, she can’t communicate in verseor prose, so maybe what I claim’s untrue).I got my body home, where I could nursemyself, and chuckle every time I … Continue reading

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The Latest Gift

It’s never easy buying gifts for Mom.She’s uber-practical – if she can’t seea need or it’s not her idea, her palmis in the air, between herself and me,declaring she can’t use it, and what’s more,insisting that I take the item … Continue reading

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Sweep Needs

There lives an old woman near here,her cottage secluded and dear.But the overhead treepelts her deck with debris –she has to keep sweeping it clear.

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Invasion of My Little Place

My little place has urban privacy.For nearly 15 years it’s been my home.It’s hidden in a garden few will see,behind a big brown-shingled boxy housethat one-time housed a single family,but now comprises 4 one-bedroom flats.Of late the residents in front … Continue reading

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The Dwarf

The lemon tree’s a dwarf and in a pot,and though the garden’s shady, most the plantsare thriving whether weather’s good or not,but that poor lemon never had a chance.No matter where, it drooped like it forgotthe path to prosper and … Continue reading

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