Category Archives: Poetry

Police Action

Returning from the city, I detrainin downtown Berkeley, Wednesday, 8 at night.Emerging, no one waiting can explainwhy half of Shattuck’s blocked, and every lightwe see is from patrol cars angled rightand left across from us. There’s nothing dreador obvious. I … Continue reading

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Deception

I comprehend our planet’s sick, but hereand now appearances are all benign.The gardens bloom, the sky is blue and clear,the drivers and pedestrians alignin local courtesy. It’s hard to fearcatastrophe when every view is fine.Shipped fruit and radiation rot within … Continue reading

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Draft About Three

I’ve loved my brothers over 60 years.We get along, and one I often see.The other (middle) left us for the spheresex-patriot and, now retired, helives half a thousand miles from home base,where even yet our mother carries on.We text or … Continue reading

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Impatient Patient Log

Impatient even now, past 95,she seeks a speedy fix for any ill.She’s been this way as long as I’m alive –task-oriented with a stubborn will.Each fall she takes she’ll bruise and bleed, but stillshe lives and mends in months, to … Continue reading

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Time Out

I had a spare hour last Friday at 2.I stretched out full-length on the floor.I didn’t have errands or labor to do,and outside the rain fell some more.The fire glowed orange – its heat was a treat –it’s spring but … Continue reading

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To Feel Your Best (YWA)

To feel my best, I guess I can’t forego.I thought to skip a day, to try to rest,but less than half an hour I’ll bestow,to feel my best. I overdid last night, to fete a guest –a lot of wine, … Continue reading

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Near Meeting

One animal is ugly but benign.The other is unwelcome beauty here.Today I watched them nearly meet, and veer. The house cat has a graceful soft design.The young marsupial is slow and drear.One animal is ugly but benign.The other is unwelcome … Continue reading

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Muni Metro Benches

They made the Muni seats too deep or high.I see a lot of passengers whose heelsdon’t reach the floor when sitting back. Now whydid some committee choose to so construct?Although the rides are short, most riders Iexamine are of shorter … Continue reading

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Murk Means Work

I had a bout of clarity last week,when everyone I love was liking me.I knew it couldn’t last, and didn’t seekextension – I just savored feeling free.Alive to how life changes, constantlyinconstant, I espied approaching murk.I can’t ignore what’s crazing … Continue reading

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Tentativity

We speak again and neither utters ill,but not about my life, my news, my pen.I feel relief but now I wonder: willwe speak again? I’m tired of her bigotry on men,her tendency to flouncing quit or chill,her failure to admit … Continue reading

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