Category Archives: Poetry

Returning

Precious to returnhome, no matter the reasonfor time spent away.

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Anniversary Villanelle

When we began this fractious quarantine,I feared sequester might exceed three weeks.I never dreamed how plague would intervene. Our fate was like a busted trampoline –we tolerated broken springs and squeakswhen we began this fractious quarantine. Some fell and others … Continue reading

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My Second Shot

My second shot, I’m fortunate to write,was painless and no hassle to obtain.The venue wasn’t crowded and the chainof volunteers was organized and tight,directing us with smiles masked but bright,conducting an inoculation train –my second shot. My arm is sore, … Continue reading

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Welcome

I got my second shot a week ago –they say I may in 7 days proceedexploring more of what I used to knowlast year before the fear of flu appeared.Now I’m some time away from home, althoughI’m relatively comfortable right … Continue reading

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Meditation/Medication

I had a bout of strong anxietya month ago. I recognized the stress,although at first I worried I might beabout to have a stroke. I was a messand then resolved attempting to relax:to slow my breath and strengthen my exhale.I … Continue reading

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It’s Still Too Soon

It’s still too soon to socialize with youin person – we must manage via phone.That second shot we get this week is knownto carry strong protection – that seems true –but we are told to let its power brewanother fortnight … Continue reading

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Venal People

I wonder how bad actors sleep at night.When famous athletes lie, it boggles me.It’s obvious they aren’t thinking right –with no regard to their mortality.Their actions can’t produce true self-esteem.Their treasures must disable them with murk.They cannot own enough – … Continue reading

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Life is Change

The more things change, the more they stay the same,is probably the falsest claim I’ve heard.Though mimicry and metaphor can frameidea, denying change is too absurd. Not even Peter Pan stayed immature.Pandora peeked, Eve nibbled, and I’m surethat rocks erode … Continue reading

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Identity

My daughter had no hair when she emerged.What grew in that first year was dusky gold.A blue-eyed blonde she was, till fancy urgedexperiments with tints the drugstore sold.In time her natural color toned light brown,and later locks of silver threaded … Continue reading

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Word Dimension

In love with language all my life, I’ve learned a lot of origins. I studied Greek and Latin, read Old Norse, and even turned a little toward the Sanskrit, with a peek at proto-English etymology. I’ve always been a reader, … Continue reading

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