Category Archives: Personality

Unfiltered

My mother never filters her own speechamong her family or closest friends.Whenever I’d correct her and beseechher to speak gentler, she’ll excuse herselfby claiming that such freedoms only reachto those she loves the most. She’ll justifyimpulsive with affection’s guise on … Continue reading

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Wayward

I’m taking stock right now of how I feel.I try to do this every single day,but I’m about to leave, and as I reelamong my body parts, I sense okay.The pains of yesterday have gone away –that tweak in upper … Continue reading

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Kitchen Safety

When I set up my kitchen as a spouseof 23 (the ones before were loosearrangements with my roommates, in a houseor casual apartment – no excuse,but no deliberate acquisition spree),I purchased several powders, I recall,to douse a kitchen fire, should … Continue reading

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Mother Knows Not

So many things my mother said were wrong.I had suspicions early, but I triedobedience at first. It wasn’t longbefore I grew to be dissatisfied.I ran my own experiments – a throngof variance successfully applied.Each step led to another, till my … Continue reading

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True Lies

My friend admits she told a lot of lies –some social, many hiding feeling shame.She says she’s learned – at 70, she triesto tell “her truth” to each. I watch her claimshe won’t retreat, now honesty’s her goal.But sometimes lesson-learners … Continue reading

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Loose Ends

I’m at loose ends today, and it feels greatnot knowing where my stamina extends.I listen to a prompt to meditate.I’m at loose ends. The kids away, I have spare time that bendsaround my healing arm, my foot, all freight.Discarding every … Continue reading

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Schedule

I used to be at work from 8 to 6.I did a lot each weekday that transpired.And many said I loved my work/life mixso much, I’d never call myself retired.But they misunderstood how task addictsarrange our days – they didn’t … Continue reading

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Restriction

Restriction here promotes expansion there,inducing mindfulness as I adjust.No driving means inhaling more fresh air.Eschewing meat necessitates some thoughtabout the way I buy and order fare.And taking time away from screens and phoneenheartens me to amplify the careof me, to … Continue reading

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Metaphor

I longed for independence as a kid.I wanted power, to be in controlof self of course, and boundaries I’d ridor cherish. I took on an adult role.I wasn’t scared of bills, and though I lovedmy family, I pushed their care … Continue reading

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Disparagement

Describing the slob, I implied he’s a jerk.I think worse than that may be true.When young he’d a job and I’m sure he did work,but now he’s in charge of a crew.Now he sees clients, quotes what will be due,and … Continue reading

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