Category Archives: Personality

Antsy Like a Gnat

I’m just not good at waiting patiently.A timepiece seems to occupy my head –I can’t engage in acts wholeheartedlywhen part of me anticipates instead.From when I’m seated till my order’s spedI don’t attend to restaurant chit-chat.And when expecting a repairman’s … Continue reading →

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I Took to Poetry

I took to poetry from loving soundof language, and what meter does to me.I wasn’t over seven when I foundI took to poetry. My mother tried to stifle energyexpressing any feelings – always frownedor snapped, or showed disdain impatiently. “Oh, … Continue reading →

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My Glossary

When someone says they’re proud of what a friend accomplished or the way a soul behaved, I get it, but I more than comprehend — to me the feeling pride suggests they saved or urged or counseled, had some agency, … Continue reading →

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Lassitude

I’m feeling bland and somewhat out of sorts. Recovered now, I do not understand. I’m like a gem that’s really made of quartz. I’m feeling bland. My health improves; I ought to put my hand to tasks deferred, and yet … Continue reading →

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Early Rising

I don’t know why I woke at 4 a.m. I wasn’t worried. Had I had enough of rest in 10 days home? I doubt the REM was adequate — my eyelids feel as rough as if I were awake all … Continue reading →

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It Wasn’t That

It wasn’t that I rated being smart. You never had to rally to combat a prejudice. You took too much to heart. It wasn’t that. The fact is I’m attracted to eclat, but IQ doesn’t have to play a part … Continue reading →

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Civility

The longer I’m alive, the more I know the quality I value most of all. It isn’t seeking love or leisure’s slow procession, and I’m not in money’s thrall. I treasure courtesy. What makes me glow is thoughtfulness, consideration. Maul … Continue reading →

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Imaginary Dialogue

I don’t even like him but that’s no excuse to stay mute.I’ll fantasize good conversations together instead.Reality often can pale and leave ears destitute,so I will continue our dialogue inside my head.For that’s where he asks me the questions about … Continue reading →

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The Uninvited

Omitted for your politics?Your singledom? Or why?It might be something you could fix,if you’d admit a try.Instead I hear for all events,a reason to exclude.It’s not about intelligence,but nasty attitude.

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Significance

I didn’t feel emotionally numb,but when my eyes began to leak, I knewsignificance. They didn’t flow, but fromsomewhere in me tears welled and brimming grew.I felt no grief or sadness. I stood dumb,and recognizing something seeping through.A little seam of … Continue reading →

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