Category Archives: Poetry

The Mien

A mien recalls someone I used to knowwho shared my bus and talked incessantly.It isn’t she, but likeness triggers flowof shuttered stuttered dormant memory.I found her boring then and didn’t seea reason to befriend her, view her placeor show her … Continue reading

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The Disconnect

There seems to be substantial disconnectbetween the news and my experience.Reports on screen will lead one to expectrude violence amounting to immense.The smash-and-grabs, the muggings, all the gunsnow commonplace, group looting, road rage, morethey say is rife, while panic phrasing … Continue reading

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A Blue Light Glows

A blue light glows I never saw before,although I pay attention to what showson every inch of ceiling, wall and floor –a blue light glows. I can’t assume it’s new. I don’t supposea range hood can evolve or mutate – … Continue reading

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Enough Already

Last week I had to rest my foot so much,that though I read and screened, and tried to findsome ways to use time well and stay in touchwith news, I’d little other on my mindthan getting back to walking. That … Continue reading

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While Icing

On Tuesday last, before I left my place,I iced my slowly-mending foot again.I thought the wound was healing, but the paceof my recovery was dismal-slow.I had to be upright to wash my face,to brush my teeth, to necessary-walk.My age retards, … Continue reading

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For the Record

The benefit to penning notes like these(most days a rhyming form of diaries)is I can scan the posts I’ve left behind,and let those metered syllables remindme clearly of a symptom suffered, whichI thought might be forever. So the itchpersistent on … Continue reading

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Static Strategy

What can I do, when weather’s cold and grayalthough we’ve passed the very end of May,and age requires weeks instead of daysto mend a little injury? Just praisemy fortune that I have this cozy home,the leisure to compose a little … Continue reading

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Another Aging Lesson

Two weeks ago, when first I hurt my foot,I little thought how long I’d be impaired.I wore new shoes and carelessly I putmy step so balance went, discomfort flared.And probably I should have then bewaredand stopped my forward motion, sat … Continue reading

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It’s Too Late

I taught a roommate how to binge on foodwhen I was 17. We walked aroundand cycled flavors with an attitudethat we’d amend our ways and diet soon.As old as 58, I even skewedto overeat once more before a shiftto moderation, … Continue reading

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Restriction

Restriction here promotes expansion there,inducing mindfulness as I adjust.No driving means inhaling more fresh air.Eschewing meat necessitates some thoughtabout the way I buy and order fare.And taking time away from screens and phoneenheartens me to amplify the careof me, to … Continue reading

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