Category Archives: Poetry

Selling the Goods

The kids will eat the vegetables I cut,and fruits that I arrange in patterns neat,mandalas where there’s care how things abut.The kids will eat. I mimic chalked-in pictures from the street,selecting foods to satisfy the gutand sight, as well as … Continue reading

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Wrapping Me

It took 3 days at home for me to rest.The punch lists have been checked and tossed away.Some tasks remain, it has to be confessed,but there’s a clearance present for today.And though I’ll have to shop and then to payfor … Continue reading

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Alt Route

I walked to BART the long way yesterday.I thought I’d stop and purchase something good.The market had low stock, but anywayI sampled senses in the neighborhood.The turning leaves against blue sky held sway;I photographed that color where I stood.Far tastier … Continue reading

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Gentle

I chose the practice titled “Slow Your Roll.”It begged just 16 minutes from my clock,and slowly then I reassumed controlof seconds, as I stretched in taking stockof ligament and tendon, palm and sole,my skeleton relearning to unlock.That carpet time promoted … Continue reading

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How to Sabbath

The spirit of the covenant is neat,though letters in the ancient text are stern.It’s mindfulness that’s sought, in a completedeparture from the daily grind: to learn,to think, to contemplate, to burnthe other end of candlelight, ablazewith comprehension, and returnwith fresh … Continue reading

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Amateur Sociopathy

An edge of irritation’s lurking now.Perhaps I’ve been too patient recently.Six days away, among those I allowa lot of latitude, my energyinvested in attending carefullyto people passionate and needing morethan effort earns or luck bestows. I see500 miles ahead my … Continue reading

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En Route

En route to home, I wonder what I’ll find.Will bins have been retrieved and hose returned?Will he I hired have begun definedprocedures to restore what I have learnedneeds fixing or replacement, now consignedto expertise I lack? Sure I’m concerned,but nothing … Continue reading

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Saturday Yoga

In Portland on a Saturday, there’s timeto settle into longer yoga, forthere aren’t California kids to climbon me with energy and love galore.Away from home and every daily chore,around my oldest (for the day unwired),there’s leisure to enjoy positions more,and … Continue reading

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Semimorphosis

I miss my chrysalis, she seemed to say,retreating to her room or deeper yet,into her closet-bed, to spend the day(again) with all the comfort she can get.This person not a child, not adult,no longer male but neither female yet,awaiting pharmaceutical … Continue reading

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Toiling

Embracing inconvenience as a modeof transiting life’s paths and avenuesis nothing popular, but paves a roadwith vignettes I would never think to choose.In truth it isn’t work I would unloadbut daily grinding, which produces blues.It’s said a woman’s work is … Continue reading

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