Category Archives: Personality

Reading Three Books

A novel novel’s in my hands today,expensive and well-written, but alas,it seems to lack a plot. For English classit may suffice, but me it turns awayto open neuroscience newly bought.Then how I wish the author better taught!Too thick with anecdotes, … Continue reading

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Lit & Life

Reading the storieswas better than life,when I was youngand longing to live. Reading the storiesis better than life,now I am oldand remembering.

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She Hates Her Mom

She hates her mom, resents her, and ignoresher now she’s old and dull and not aware.I told her toxic feeling rusts and scoresthe soul, suggesting that perhaps she’d careimagining severity and soresin mother-history. She won’t go there.Her peace does not … Continue reading

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The Freakest Link

With Covid socializing, there’s a rule,unspoken but complied with in my crowd.Without offense or aiming to be cruel,the most conservative prevail. Endowedwith kids or stuck in caution’s vestibule,the edge of spectrum says what’s not allowed,and sometimes makes me glad to … Continue reading

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Sitting in a Puddle of Anxiety

I’m sitting in a puddle of anxiety.I feel a little swamped with dark uneaseabout our present plague and future destiny –I dread regression, and the rising seas,and getting older, frailer, losing words and bloodand friends who move or die in … Continue reading

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How’d She Appear?

How’d she appear, if gleaning were her goal?If chatter were to build an atmospherewhere anyone could ponder on a roll?How’d she appear? Her purpose is unusual but clear:she plants the seeds and then she cedes control,and hopes to later harvest … Continue reading

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Your Vacation

That now and then I bore myself is true.It doesn’t mean a lack of self-esteem,but just that I’ve grown stale in point of view –perspective skewed’s a muddy, raveled seem.Of late the one who’s tiresome is you;your unoriginality’s extreme.So though … Continue reading

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Catty

Her mother didn’t meet her loving need.She fed the baby and she clothed the child,but feelings were a theme she didn’t heed –her daughter’s pain was never reconciled.She wouldn’t host a longing or a pet.All practical, she shopped and cleaned … Continue reading

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The Contest

Life’s not a competition (yes it is),but I can’t help comparing me to you,as if there were a semi-weekly quizthat I am motivated to get through,contesting for a chair more soft than his,a stronger mate than hers, a better view.When … Continue reading

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I Don’t Believe

I don’t believe in magic or in luck.I don’t have playing cards up any sleeve.I’ve never been by fortune thunderstruck.I don’t believe. I play at solitaire. The games relievesome homely hours, till I find I’m stuckwith card arrays no genius … Continue reading

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