Category Archives: Personality

Amateur Sociopathy

An edge of irritation’s lurking now.Perhaps I’ve been too patient recently.Six days away, among those I allowa lot of latitude, my energyinvested in attending carefullyto people passionate and needing morethan effort earns or luck bestows. I see500 miles ahead my … Continue reading

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Semimorphosis

I miss my chrysalis, she seemed to say,retreating to her room or deeper yet,into her closet-bed, to spend the day(again) with all the comfort she can get.This person not a child, not adult,no longer male but neither female yet,awaiting pharmaceutical … Continue reading

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No Encomia No Suggestions

I really don’t want testimonialsor compliments. I don’t need your adviceto guide me how to take what never thrillsmy heart, which you have proffered more than twice.No more do I desire prompts from youor urging to acknowledge graciouslya lot of … Continue reading

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Pedestrian Power

As far back as my memory extends,I’ve liked to be in my own room, withinmy home. But I soon learned my joy dependson leaving to return to origin.Appreciation rests on change, and spendsin wasting sediment. What’s more, I winreal ownership … Continue reading

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Her Nastiness

A specialist in negativity,she’s honed her attitude for 60 years.Her nasty childhood pathologyinspired her toward safety, it appears.In love and life she chose to blunt her fears,which bored her and embittered how she thought.Her pretty face has twisted, and her … Continue reading

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Bucket Cup

I got reminded viewing my own verse.I read some lines I drafted just last week,and triggered memory that could be worse,regarding images I’ve set to seek.I’m nothing medical, yet I can nursetoday intention that is not uniquefor me but cherished. … Continue reading

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Uneasy

Uneasy when there was no quick reply:she’d flown across the continent, and Ijust longed to read my girl had safe-arrived…And also, Mom had fallen. She survived,but even tearing skin, at ninety-nine,is serious, and so concern was mine.When she did not … Continue reading

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A Simple Sunday

I’ve socialized the last 5 days, a lot,and that was stimulating, warm, all good.But getting up today, I know I’m notanticipating any time that wouldbe better spent with others. What I’ve gotaround me now will cradle me, and shouldbe best … Continue reading

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I’m Used to Weird

I’m used to weird. A cuckoo in the nest,the black sheep in my family, who veeredaway from their conditions on my quest,I’m used to weird. A beatnik when the hippies all appeared –an anarchist against all guns – unstressedwhen solitude … Continue reading

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His CV

He landed in construction after school.His liberal arts degree led to no chair.He’d learned to use most any kind of toolfrom summer jobs encountered everywhere.The labor exercised his arms and mood.His skills advanced with every passing year.And years did pass … Continue reading

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