Category Archives: Personality

A Welcome Shower

A little rain right now will suit my mood –a little overcast, a dose of chill.A shot of wet will rinse my solitude,and coincide with flagging. I’m not ill,but I could use some time that won’t includea passle of beloveds, … Continue reading →

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A Life Unfelt

“You shouldn’t feel that way,” she said again,a phrase I’ve borne and failed to understandlifelong. (I recollect I heard it whenattempting to express emotions fannedby friend or school). Before age 9 or 10I learned she scorned my poetry; she planneda … Continue reading →

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Relief on BART

The streets were so cluttered I needed a break:old shoppers at Ashby, young students at Miles.Who knew riding BART could relieve a small ache,allowing alone to regenerate smiles?I boarded at Rockridge – 10 minutes I’d takein respite from dodging humanity … Continue reading →

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Memorandum

I’ve reached a stage when nothing feels as goodas comfort in my body. That may bethe case because I’ve long embraced the shouldof heart, and worked my brain incessantly,so guilty conscience doesn’t trouble me –regret’s a stranger to my peace … Continue reading →

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Homing

The trip was good – vacations always provehow beneficial is a change of scene,a variance in how I daily move,a welcome stirring break from all routine.But time adjustment time, and jogs betweendescendant dens, have kept me on the roam.At last … Continue reading →

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Ever-Blow

The guy insulted me while dining out,although he knew the meal would be my treat.He spoke as if I weren’t there, no doubtdeluded that his words were wise and neat.I didn’t quibble and I didn’t shout.That blowhard never learned to … Continue reading →

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Gracitude

A strange attack of equanimitybesets me now, although I understandmy choice of words is not what it should be,except the case is wonderfully unplanned.I don’t know if I’m glad deservedly,or if it’s simple aging – did I landon happiness by … Continue reading →

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Soft Breakup with a Tradesman

Employing him for seven jobs this year,of course I grew acquainted with his brain.The man for months was all too often here,exhibiting cognition I’d complainabout, if I were to unleash a wordlike overtalkative, obsessed, or vain.But that feels futile and … Continue reading →

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The Short Leg

Perhaps it’s that I’m used to flights alone,or maybe I’ve not noted how annoyedI’ve been by geriatric hum and groan,but seldom have I separateness enjoyedas much as now: a flit to Germany,my eyes on words, three glasses now deployedin near … Continue reading →

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Salatzen Dut

Does everyone annoy me? That’s not good…Concluding that it really may be meinstead of others, thinking that I shouldassess my inmost personality,and list the ways I irk my neighborhood,I plan to set that challenge presently.But first I’ll shun complaints and … Continue reading →

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