Category Archives: Love

Breakage

A chasm yawns between two bosom friendsthat history and loyalty can’t span.One focuses on memory, intendsto recollect correctly, with a planfor clarity. The other always spendsher stamina on feeling. Neither canrepair a bridge as footings shake apart –attempts cause ache … Continue reading

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The Turnaround

When we arrived, she wasn’t feeling well.Her attitude was obstinate and stressed.Before she started carping we could tell,although we knew it wasn’t lack of rest.She spoke and acted like she was depressed.We had to give the restaurant a shove,but wine … Continue reading

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Late & Unexpected

It took three-quarters of a century,but someone’s acting lovingly concerned.Dementia? Maybe frozen memory?Perhaps a guarded soul has lately learnedto voice real care without apology,but infant love is finally returned.Receiving such too elderly to need it,I smile tenderly and don’t impede … Continue reading

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A Bit of Evening Game

He made me play the Pokemon tutorial last nightwhen other games would surely be preferred.The cards were stacked in order so the play’d proceed just right;for this free dealing would have been absurd.By contrast Uno could have been a relative … Continue reading

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Impossible Next

She grew upset, and stood, and the disputewas interrupted by her swift retreat.She sought the porch while feeling destitute,unheard, unseen, by those who should be sweet-behaving after all she’s tried. Her heatdiminished in 5 minutes. But she knewof choices she … Continue reading

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Consideration

A friendship that’s endured for 50 yearsis nothing she can easily discard.Despite the boredom, recall perseveres,her losses mount, and losing more is hard.She’d miss the peeving if it disappears;the slight offenses she can disregard.And when she least expects it, something’s … Continue reading

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Nobody’s Favorite

I must have been preferred when I was born:desired by my parents, and the first.But Mom was scared and hasty; she was torn between the love and errands. I was nursedby a professional, to scheduled sleep,and bottle-fed, with days and … Continue reading

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Dream Date

I woke from Wednesday’s dream at 3:15,and spent some minutes savoring a bit,remembering exciting chat betweenmyself and a companion who seemed fitto self-reveal and seek appropriatedescriptions of my preference and eschewal.I rose to consciousness and had to quit,but hope another … Continue reading

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Obsessional

I met the man when I was seventeen.We argued while our magnetism drewtogetherward, and built some thing betweenus we called love that neither shrank nor grew.In age three seasons older, he had fewideas but cleaved to them. His passing strangeattracted … Continue reading

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Indigestion

I’m still digesting lunch from yesterday.This processing is not about the food.I spent the time exposed to a displayof fundamental blinded attitude.The stories heard served only to conveyrestricted sight and plot ineptitude.I marveled what was then is still what is,relieved … Continue reading

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