Category Archives: Poetry

Pail Content

I saw my house beneath as we increased our altitude, between hotel and field. Mt. Shasta ruled the picture for at least a fifth the flight, and when our arc was ceiled, we bellied down and I began to slow; … Continue reading →

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Without Agenda

From 5 to 20 I was on a tear to raise myself to power and control. And then for decades I provided care to family and clients: juggled role and split attention, multi-tasking years. I had to itemize or come … Continue reading →

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Science Sucker

I laughed at Dr. Atkins and I scoffed at Weston Price; I rolled my eyes when friends described their fasts. I held my facts aloft from theirs: with logic trained, dismissing trends, explaining the control of calories, I advocated breakfast; … Continue reading →

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Remembering a Jewish Children’s Story

Young Abraham discovered God by thought. His father made stone idols, and that day a godless woman visited and bought an idol to replace one ripped away from her abode by robbers overnight. “But how can God be stolen?” wondered … Continue reading →

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Chaff

A radar countermeasure from before I drew a breath, a noun that makes me laugh – is what I think of when you bring me more minute details – it’s like you scattered chaff around – my mental air is … Continue reading →

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ExSpectation

I live alone. I’m over 65 and only work a little now. I find these days are nearly full enough. Alive and well, enjoying luck and cash or kind, I wake to writing words and reading news, I exercise at … Continue reading →

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Spectation

My brother watches football games, records the bouts he has to miss, and basketball has fast become a fave. He angles towards his giant screen and soon I hear him call how we are winning, what we need to try. … Continue reading →

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Unsettled

It’s absolutely silly how upset I got about a trellis vine that died. Acceptance took three weeks – I didn’t let its symptoms tell me what they signified. I’m feeling better now all hope has flown; I paid a guy … Continue reading →

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Plant Puppies

The passion flower’s otherworldly bloom, cape honeysuckle and another vine, we plan to plant today. I have the room – wisteria that I considered mine has died. For weeks I watched for buds to grow, but stunted purple petals broke … Continue reading →

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Tantrum

I’m done with counting carbs and calories. I don’t like summing minutes for my bills. Fatigued by all the bullet lists that freeze me more than fire me, I’m lately ill on numbers, and I need to take a break. … Continue reading →

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