Category Archives: Personality

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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Ignoring You

Ignoring you is not a goal for me.But carping hot and bothered like a shrew,your shrieking carves the only path I see:ignoring you. When I share bothered feelings like I do,you leap to denigrate my familywith facile observations, never true. … Continue reading

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Polite Discourse

My mother tried, when I was young, to teachme all the manners deemed to be polite.I wasn’t to allow my talk to reachreligion, or political insight.If I had nothing nice to say, I mightsay nothing, or discuss the temperature.And though … Continue reading

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Perhaps I’ll Start to Dance

Perhaps I’ll start to dance again,or practice yoga now I’ve earnedthe time and place to stretch and bend,the patience that I’ve sorely learned. I’m in the office once a week.Perhaps I’ll start to dance again,at home with time I used … Continue reading

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