Category Archives: Poetry

Comfort

If I met someone whose chief fantasieswere scripts of being cared for, comfort skitsin winter scenes or nestled in big trees –of cleanliness in plush and furry wraps,of hideaways in warmth amid a freeze,of faceless folk attending to her needs,then … Continue reading →

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Book Reporter

I’ve read too many bargain e-books now.I have to stop responding to emailsthat hawk cheap work by folks who don’t know howto craft true characters or narrate tailsthat live up to the promise of the blurb,deserve the stars, or earn … Continue reading →

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February Heat Wave

A winter baby, I have liked the coldas long as I recall. I fantasizeof comfort teemed with blankets, heat controlledby fireplace or furnace, darkened skiesby night or storm. Imagining I’m holedup in a cabin, cozy, satisfies.I’m lucky I grow chiller … Continue reading →

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Utter What?

I’ve lived through times abhorring butt and gut(although I always liked myself enough),but mostly I’ve accepted shape and cutthose negatory voices from my head,admonishing self-judgments while I shutthe pressure down, and entertained myself.But lately I’ve no vigor to rebutthe fact … Continue reading →

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After More Isolation

At home 6 days a week last month was tough,but Omicron was large and kids are wee.The days were long, but there was time enoughto postpone any task, and challenge mewith some new venture, made of different stuff,but I got … Continue reading →

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Art

You describe the light.I’m trying to catch the sound.Existence expressed.

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A Little Change

Traditions form within a week for me,and I adhere to them with loyalty.Somewhat indicative of OCD,I spend my time with regularity.Until I intersect epiphany,and notice I’m too jammed diurnally.It’s then I look at how I’m using time,and turn from solitaire … Continue reading →

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The Latest Gift

It’s never easy buying gifts for Mom.She’s uber-practical – if she can’t seea need or it’s not her idea, her palmis in the air, between herself and me,declaring she can’t use it, and what’s more,insisting that I take the item … Continue reading →

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Scone

Securing more ricotta to explore,I baked with herbs and egg a low-carb scone.I cut rosemary sprigs outside my door,and trimmed the thyme I bought and toted home.Green onions finely chopped and almond flourwere whisked with egg and cheese to make … Continue reading →

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Near Two Years

It’s nearly been 2 years since we were freeto interact in person or in place.The virus and the rudeness wreck the race. We thought in terms of weeks for you and me –restricted from a visit face to face.It’s nearly … Continue reading →

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