Category Archives: Personality

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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Top Three

A question tossed by media (big deal) –Three favorite people? was the prompt I heard.Without intention answers popped, surrealbut true 3 personalities occurredin mind, like ghosts beside me. I was luredto comprehend it’s not I love them more,but I’m at … Continue reading →

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A Future Trip

Auditioning we neither of us were,but 14 days in close proximitymade space for ups and downers to occurwhich we together weathered pleasantly.Assisting her to manage her device,allowing me to vent a gentle nudge,agreeing when to rest or drink was nice,and … Continue reading →

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Far Out

She must have meant her look to be extreme;those lashes perched like brushes on her eyes.I watched them give her trouble, with a seamof glue apparent. It was no surprisethey bothered her – with nails of lengthy size,she picked with … Continue reading →

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Toward Home

When I return I’ll get to be alone.The only hum will come from bugs. I’ll burnsome time on streaming and my telephone,when I return. For solitude I’ve had the time to yearn.Companion comments have devolved to drone;the unintended resting-face is … Continue reading →

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More Gullibility

There’s unreliability in somedepictions of a character like mine(or yours as well). Describers may be dumb,or envious, or simply careless. Fineprecision isn’t usual. Combinethat with resenting any female grist,or family dynamics. I opinefrom sore experience, with sorrow kissed.

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Opposites

So here’s the thing: she hums when she exhales,self-deprecating with complaining face.I’m opposite – my silence none assails,but I seem harsher than my thoughts embrace.Adopting patience now, receptive grace,no longer feeling adamant or stern,we each are our reverse. What’s more, … Continue reading →

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