Category Archives: Poetry

Mystery Roost

I started hearing hoots a week ago –an evening croon from somewhere up abovethat penetrated consciousness to throwattention from TV to trees I love.I couldn’t guess at first. I didn’t knowwho spoke, except it was no mourning dove.I haven’t seen … Continue reading →

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10K

I’ve walked for transportation 60 years,and seldom counted steps except when bored,or treading stairs to shift kinetic gearsand reach a railroad platform. I affordmyself a lot of time without an app reward,odometer, or any figured goal.But I’ve a phone I … Continue reading →

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Why I Walk (An Acrostic Sonnet)

Without a doubt this is my exercise.However old or sore I grow to be,You’ll notice I am walking, body-wiseIn every weather, till adversityWithholds me, trips me, interrupts my flow.And I can list the benefits I win,Like movement, and the way … Continue reading →

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Seltzer

I wasn’t far from home, but to my tonguethe water didn’t taste as clean to me.I carbonated it the same, gas sprungfrom cannister familiarity.And tap water’s as excellent amongthe SF Bay municipalityas EBMUD gives. Perhaps my filter doesprovide? At home … Continue reading →

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Disclosive

Disclosive is my preference, but I tryto filter speech so it won’t seem unkind.I’m never like my mother, whose replyis often what looms loudest in her mind.I’d rather not keep secrets or be sly –to tell the truth I’ll always … Continue reading →

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Wistful

Two days with kids I love and then I leftas scheduled, and I should feel relief.But my emotion’s something like bereft,though I can’t call it any kind of grief.My heart is whole. I don’t detect a cleftand I want time … Continue reading →

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Then Again

It’s not that I’m still tired when I wake,and wheel my feet to floor and head to rise.But often I’m inclined to take a breakfrom any wonted form of exercise.I feel a little impulse to rebelagainst the claim of bike … Continue reading →

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Yoga for Cyclists

A little yoga almost every dayhas been an exercise for near two years.And now I’m old enough to slow the wayits poses ask, the ritual appearsto ease my elder aches and stem the sway,affording patience, introducing spheresto me of conscious … Continue reading →

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Twice Glad

A recent heat wave everywhere but hererecalls to me how much I love this spot.Appreciating coastal atmosphereI relish mild air that’s rarely hot.Another benefit I near forgotis how the inside light here changes phase.My place is bright each morning, but … Continue reading →

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No Salt Halt

Of late my lower legs are feeling tight.They look okay but skin is stretched a bit.Am I retaining water? My delightis salty food and I don’t plan to quit(at least not yet). It’s age that I indict –my snacking may … Continue reading →

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