Category Archives: Poetry

These Acres

Before I saw the tassled multitudeI didn’t think about commencement rites.When I matriculated, we eschewedthe pomp and photographs of branded sights.But five and fifty years did not occludefamiliar passages and slanting lightsadjacent to the intersecting creek.These acres answer any time … Continue reading

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Me Day

My parents used to scoff at Mother’s Day.“A Hallmark-started holiday,” said Dad.To Mom the date her mother died – dismayand grief uniting always made her sad.But I learn, from the way my kids conveytheir love and gratitude. This year I … Continue reading

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Compounding

Again I learn I’ve only to begin,to start a train of thought, to ponder, mull,without concern about an originor end, and though the engine isn’t fullat first, I feel the innards start to spin,the pistons push, and there’s a miracleof … Continue reading

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Annuity

Today I contemplate annuities,to comfort and enable progeny.I don’t intend allowance, but might seizethe means to sponsor creativity.No micro-management or threat to freezewould be a part of what could come to be:support until I shuffle off this coil,endowing loved ones … Continue reading

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Fiction

The lunch did not occur. There was no faceacross a table nor a bubbling potof cassoulet. Opinions here do trace;the lunch did not. There’s license to facilitate a plot(with hopefully no forcing, and with grace) –a fledgling author thought it … Continue reading

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Pole of Mystery

The pole is bolted onto fresh concrete,its height about four feet, its color black.A year of paving work upon the streethas left us with this column in our track.Will it remain when all the work’s complete?It’s shaped like a pedestrian … Continue reading

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Time Contraction

Though years advance more quickly now,and change is rare to find,I comprehend in manners howto exercise my mind.A lot of it’s vicariousand much is self-assigned(there’s nothing that’s nefarious;I’m neither deaf nor blind).I practice language in my tongue,with Spanish intertwined;I exercise … Continue reading

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RSVP

I’ve known some individuals quite nice,but silently pathetic and reserved,as if their parentage did not enticeinitiative, as if they were unnervedby wounded mothers, loving at a price,or weakened dads from stalwart humor swerved.It may be such producing sad result –a … Continue reading

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Life Expectancy

Nobody knows how long the fates have spunthe thread. Perhaps such ignorance is best.Imagine certainty about the run –then hubris blooms and twists. I never guessedI’d be here now – foreknowledge would have doneme wrong. For sure I tread no … Continue reading

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Nonsensical

I find it difficult to notice sights,although I’m not as senseless as the folkI walk among. Perhaps it’s youth’s delightsdistracting, but I often yearn to pokea back or interrupt a gaze at phonewith “Pay attention,” not barked stridentlybut low, suggesting … Continue reading

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