Category Archives: Poetry

The F Word

The random chat last night was, in a word,a contest, for the longest piece of speech.He offered up the “antidis…” he heardat school (3rd grade) that peers will ever teach.I told him that and tech terms are absurd,and shared with … Continue reading

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Chilly Morning

At half past 5 I rose to start the heat.That’s something that I’ve never done before.But age has made me shiver, and the feetof February walk with even morechill temperature than usual. We’re poorwithstanding cold; our windows are not storm.I … Continue reading

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Alleviation

Succeeding minor stressors, things improved.The stink of rotting rodent was suppressed.Anxiety a loved one marked, that movedhim to feel overwhelmed, no longer messedhis attitude. The rain was not recessedbut transit ran. And though the final blockI walked in drenching storm, … Continue reading

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Pause

I wish he had less stress and she less grief,but there’s not much for either I can do –they’re grown and have to manage their relief.I start to fret, and then admit that’s true.If I were dead, they’d find their … Continue reading

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Angling

I’m casting back to 43 years old,the age my youngest is, and as I lookaround for recollections lines might hold,I feel I need some substance for the hook.I may not find good memories to bookunless my research yields what I … Continue reading

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After 45 Years

While bagging life detritus with a friend,we reminisced about our younger daysin San Francisco – hours we would spendin bars, at toothsome lunches, our foraysfor pleasure after work, when we’d intendavoiding what home held. It was a phasewe savor, and … Continue reading

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An Inventory Story

The funerals in movies I have seenoccur on rainy days, beneath a skyas dark as mourning clothes, and with the sheenof fallen water on umbrellas highabove bowed heads. But ours was winter greenon grass, caressed by sunlight, and each eyelooked … Continue reading

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Her Ring

This ring I took, by right. I wasn’t bold.She asked me many times to take a lookand after all, when life had lost its hold,this ring I took. Expected death is leaving no one shook;a century is more than most … Continue reading

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On a School Strike That Settled Just After this Draft

I hope the strike has ended when next weekI post this little stanza of eight lines.Here’s wishing teachers get most things they seek,and there’s a pause to hearing parent whines.The issues aren’t puzzling or unique;the kids are only missing Valentines.The … Continue reading

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About Company

I’ve always liked my solitude, it’s true,but I’ve my room and nothing much forbidsme spending time with others – 2, 2, 2 –my parents once, my brothers, and my kids.I have relationships that do me good,and maybe that’s why I … Continue reading

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