Category Archives: Poetry

Condensation

I boiled water for a nasal rinseand fogged my kitchen windows thoroughly.The garden view is looking wintry since,but spring in fact approaches bloomingly,so pollen irritates me, probably,producing mucus and persistent drainthat coats my throat and chokes phlegmatically,distilling a desire for … Continue reading

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A Sunday in February

Determined as I was to stay inside,I lasted seven hours. Then the suninvited me to walk – not far or wideand nothing even hinting at a run.Suggestion of the coming vernal tidebeguiled me to witness everyoneon sidewalks in my budding … Continue reading

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Selfishness (Seemed to Be What’s Right for Me)

When someone 5 years old assumes the roleof parent to herself, her selfishnessbecomes the theme for every choice she’ll make. If reading fiction grows to be her goal,she’ll opt for English major – nothing lesswill blaze the path through college … Continue reading

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Photo Lessons

My dad and brother did photography;my daughter took it up before 15.A crowded field, there wasn’t space for me –I stuck with rhyme and meter for my screen.I sketched and painted too. I honed my sight,and though I liked their … Continue reading

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Over the Over

Accused of overvaluing intelligence,I took offense defensive and appalled.The added over didn’t scan. It made no sense.Would she prefer the child’s engine stalled? It took some pondering to comprehend –we’ve talked so long and frequently, we eachresent the other’s certainty. … Continue reading

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Detox

All senses of detox most people knowinvolve the matters eaten, drunk or shot(perhaps inhaled). But somehow I forgotwhat interrupts a beneficial flowof vital energy becomes a foeto health that can impede, constrict, or blotall senses. I think I stalled upon … Continue reading

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The Old Crowd

The problem with retirement communitiesis they resemble ghettos for the old.The residents exhibit scant diversities,and even if the food’s okay, what’s toldat table are minutia of infirmities,adventures shrunk to where the wheelchair rolled,the ambulance of no return, the eulogies,prescription lists … Continue reading

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Flexibility

Subscribing, I have recently annexeda catalog of resources to useto slow decrepitude. Without pretextI’m exercising ligaments and thewsbefore another effort, till I’m flexedby gentle pose and stretch. I don’t abusethe corpus like I did so many years.This resolution’s working, it … Continue reading

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Voice Lessons

I’ve heard there’s nothing like the human voice –no instrument can equal our full range.But power comes with room to make a choiceabout your tone of speech. Let’s not estrangethe sound of conversation from rejoiceand warm to cold belligerence. Exchangethat … Continue reading

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Stretch

Compression is the symptom as I age –a tendency in body and in mind.There’s condensation in the way I gaugesurroundings, and the spacing in my spine.I’m shrinking daily, sleeping shorter, kindof like a turtle in my skin and neck.Combating this, … Continue reading

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