Category Archives: Personality

Affects

She always sensed how much she didn’t know.Awareness of her ignorance increasedwith every year and every book. But “blow-hard” she was called – her talking seldom ceased.Imagining how smart a brain could bewas not outside her reach. She’d ever sensea … Continue reading

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It Was a Dream

It was a dream: a sleeping aperitif,disquieting and striking and extreme,behavior bound to carry heavy grief –it was a dream. It had a sudden murder for a theme:me perpetrating death as its motif –the horror unaccompanied by scream. I couldn’t … Continue reading

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Seven at One Blow

It got to where I played three games a dayof solitaire – the challenge deck on screen.And then a grandkid opened Wordle’s way,which soon had me engaged and kind of keen,evolving as it did to grid buffet.Of late I take … Continue reading

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Considered Complaint

Perhaps I need to be considered more,but I felt pissy yesterday, and mad.I nearly yelled at strangers in the store.I met no passing eyes. I mingled sadwith fierce contempt, disdain a launching padthat fired judgment into plaintive word.I felt alone. … Continue reading

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Hoardino

They have a crowded house. They buy in bulk,and don’t dispose as often as acquire.The smile boxes tower like a hulkin entryway – and though they say they’ll hirehelp before the situation’s dire,they model hoard behavior for their boy.Then he … Continue reading

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Renée

It wasn’t that she didn’t like the nameher father chose – she thought it undeserved.She didn’t have a chromosome of claimto French. Her heritage was ghetto lifein Poland, Russia (actually Ukraine),so how could she possess an accent mark?She dropped Renée … Continue reading

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Advocations

My mother said that I should practice law.But that won’t work. Although I argue well,she overlooked the mercenary flaw:it’s strictly my beliefs and thoughts I tell.A clump of friends and colleagues tried to sellthe notion teaching classes would fulfill.But I … Continue reading

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Why I Ride

The afternoon was long, and I was tiredfrom baby care and talk and little sleep.“I’ll drive you home,” she thanked as she inquiredhow best to help me get to well-earned rest.But I refused the ride, for I desiredthe privacy of … Continue reading

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Disturbances

They’re not what I call nightmares, but they’re dreamsI’d rather not remember when I wake.I’m not a bit prophetic but the themesof death or sinking health repel my peace.An infant drowned, a brother lost, extremesof fleeting tragedy, including deaththat happened … Continue reading

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Neuronics

I think we sense our brains before our hands.Or maybe that’s just how it felt to me,for after all, the memory commandswithin the skull. As far back as I seeI recollect impressions, thoughts, and sense.The stimuli would teach and too … Continue reading

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