Category Archives: Love

Exit Laughing

My best friend leaves me,busy at what she loved most.She exits laughing.

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Semi-Pathetic Fallacy

A week ago we had a little storm.The forecast was more promising than true.Some drizzle teased, but we’re too dry and warmfor winter like the seasons we’ve lived through;we have to say goodbye to what we knew.Tomorrow’s strange – I’m … Continue reading

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Upshot

We know that Rick and Sally fell in love.We figured their relationship would thrive.They seemed to put commitment plans aboveall selfishness, and they were 35.Rick’s health conditions came as a surprise,when sadness grew and daily pain attacked,but Sally was his … Continue reading

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Outflanked

It happened she was hurt when she was five –abandoned for barbaric surgery.And afterwards, although she did surviveof course, she altered her trajectory,assuming all responsibilityfor reaching full potential depth and length.She cultivated stamina and strength. Disclosive and ungettable she grew.No … Continue reading

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Passion

I told my friends the reason I had kids.I said if I were childless, I’d ageto be the weird old lady who forbidstheir noise and games. I wouldn’t use a cageor torture them with witchy appetite,but neither would I open … Continue reading

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Core Work

She fell in love at first in 7th grade,and only wanted hours more with him.Adults said puppy love, and underplayedher passion (she’s a child – it’s a whim),but looking back from nearly 60 years,she meant those young emotions – they … Continue reading

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Complications

We’re complicated. Everybody is.Although we yearn to simply analyze,a myriad of nuance modifies. Dictating traits that should be hers or hisor young or old – that’s what our culture tries.We’re complicated. Everybody is,although we yearn to simply analyze. “Best version … Continue reading

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4th Birthday

I love a young man in the City,who oughta be fined – he’s so pretty.His cuteness will floorany witness, at 4!With his birthday today here’s a ditty.

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Displacement

Away and off five days feels like a weekor more, although I’d never opt for homewhen Sam requires company, to speaka bit about big change but mostly playtogether, as he teaches his techniquefor screening semi-terrible cartoons(at least it isn’t Elmo). … Continue reading

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Indiscriminate Love

She married young, for 1970,and didn’t promise anything for life.The groom and she were close to 23when they became the husband and the wife.She figured that she loved him well enough,but also felt compelled by how he yearnedto be with … Continue reading

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