Category Archives: Personality

Stridency

Addicted to a strident tone of voice,a heart ablaze with indignation’s heat,it pumps her up – encouraging her choice.And though regret succeeds it, she’ll repeatmalfeasant tone and posture. We rejoiceshe’s working through a process to retreatfrom blaring out her livid … Continue reading →

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New Dreamform

I host disoriented dreams of late.My sleep is light – the borderline betweenawake or not is weak and inchoate.A rise to consciousness occurs withouta sense of my location or the date.And what is interrupted, when I rouse?Particulars of puzzles that … Continue reading →

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You’d Better Modulate

You’d better modulate, for you’ve been blessedvoluminous, as passion’s candidate.The need is obvious if seldom guessed –you’d better modulate. You brim with heat and stagger under freightof truths so loud they beg to be expressed.But whispers carry more attentive weight. … Continue reading →

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Spider Lesson

I try to win the games of words or cards,but 2-suit Spider stymied me so muchI broke a winning streak (a streak retardsmy processing with pressure’s squeezing touch).I then threw off the records and its guards.I upped the game to … Continue reading →

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Frayed Fix

A little frayed on Friday afternoon,unraveling a bit, and at loose ends,unable to relax or to communewith indignation from my kids and friends,I forced myself to walk five blocks, and soonrecovered equanimity. The blendsof breeze on quiet gardens soft-erasedunease, reminding … Continue reading →

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I Didn’t Change

I didn’t change, but their perceptions did,now I’m so old nobody’s acting mean.My parents tried to govern me as kid,and peers applied full pressure to this teen.I tried some weak compliance but I failed –it bored and led to self-dislike’s … Continue reading →

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Recess

As far as I know no one’s angry at me.(I haven’t offended, I guess).I’m not used to blameless (and don’t want to be),but I sure enjoy the recess.

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Heed

A broken clock’s correct two times a day.So though a friend said you give good advice,on every topic you’ve too much to say(and anyway, that friend is imprecise).A thousand words may hit on wisdom twice,but that’s no cause or reason … Continue reading →

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Self-Knowledge

A better editor is hard to find.That’s how she knows her poetry is good.And as she grew to understand her mind,she learned to disregard external should.Attempting to comply with rules designedto modulate was boring – sisterhoodpolicing put her off and … Continue reading →

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Odd Couple

They always were too different to be friends,at first and as they chose their separate ways.Yet mostly they agreed or made amends,repairing several schisms. Their forayskept intersecting, for they shared some ends,until diverging in these latter days.For one’s increased their … Continue reading →

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