Category Archives: Personality

Ensconced

Away from home but on familiar land,it’s good here now. I miss my bath and bed,or course – amenities at my command –but I’ve this week abundant love instead.These people understand my heart and heada little more than most, without … Continue reading →

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I Early Chose

I early chose refusal to a rolethat mis-portrayed the person in my soul.I recollect resisting Mom’s conceits,rejecting school and synagogue entreats,combating tries to channel or cajole. They erred, and I was forced to take control.I knew if being loved was … Continue reading →

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Worst First

I save the best for last when I’m alone.That may be evidence my toddler needswere not well met. I’m old. I have no boneto pick with folks no longer here or well,but if I could, I’d take the fattest sconethe … Continue reading →

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Give and Take

I give a littletime, to take a midday walk,to breathe and buy fruit.

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Active Strategy

I have no goals today, and that feels good.My head’s a little sore. I need more rest.It’s Monday-quiet in my neighborhood,and lately I’ve been relatively stressed.I planned five solo days – I thought I couldlay low, but then I found … Continue reading →

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Filia Cave

Antipathy was powerful in me.Contempt for how she parented was strong.That brusque behavior was her specialty,and motivated me to prove her wrong.Her insults and insensitivitywere evidence that I did not belong.I’m lazy, selfish – words that stained my youth.I long … Continue reading →

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Pearls

Was it my birth order? I was the first.Or does she have contempt for edgy girls?I know she loved us all, but I was cursedwith sexist expectations, given pearlsI never wanted, mocked for thoughtful aims,told that as I grew I’d … Continue reading →

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A Mess of Resentment

I tend to misconstrue when I am hurt –at least that was the pattern in my youth.Confusing it with anger, I’d asserta righteous argument, although the truthI hid within, behind my strident blurt,was needy kid. It doesn’t take a sleuthor … Continue reading →

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Housekeeping

It must be me, but I did not enjoythe morning visitors I had today.The first I simply thought I would employto clean my 20 windows, but he talkedincessantly – complaints that would annoya saint. And then I hosted, for two … Continue reading →

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Shaken & Stirred

I set aside a day for pleasing me.Of late my life has been amassing stress.Responding to alarms from familyand culture wars has dimmed my happiness.The heat and drought increase calamity,and every treat I try delivers less.I’ve cleared my slate of … Continue reading →

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