Category Archives: Poetry

No Encomia No Suggestions

I really don’t want testimonialsor compliments. I don’t need your adviceto guide me how to take what never thrillsmy heart, which you have proffered more than twice.No more do I desire prompts from youor urging to acknowledge graciouslya lot of … Continue reading

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How to Have a Cold

For decades every cold progressed the same –Day 1 dry throat, and then a load of snot,resulting in a lasting cough, with name bronchitis (wracking, shuddering I gotand even hurt my torso once or twice),but I was younger then and … Continue reading

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New Old Normal

I ventured out and walked, and I got wet.The rain was torrenting but still I went.I knew where I was going I would get dried off, and I had extra clothes. Intenton buying snacks and boarding bus and train,I let … Continue reading

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Pedestrian Power

As far back as my memory extends,I’ve liked to be in my own room, withinmy home. But I soon learned my joy dependson leaving to return to origin.Appreciation rests on change, and spendsin wasting sediment. What’s more, I winreal ownership … Continue reading

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The Threatening Threes

I know a 3 year-old (she’ll soon be 4)who captured the idea that she controlswhat happens and by whom and even more –the way all eyes should aim. The parents’ rolesdon’t matter, not to them: the weary souls.And lately time … Continue reading

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The Windowless Forecast

It wasn’t much. The forecast boded ill,but coastal California isn’t sucha hazard with regard to Autumn’s spill.It wasn’t much. When I heed media I’m out of touch.I venture and find air that won’t fulfillthe threats reporters say to ply their … Continue reading

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Her Nastiness

A specialist in negativity,she’s honed her attitude for 60 years.Her nasty childhood pathologyinspired her toward safety, it appears.In love and life she chose to blunt her fears,which bored her and embittered how she thought.Her pretty face has twisted, and her … Continue reading

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Shouldering

His shoulder fits my palm exquisitely.And though I’ve been besotted since his start,there’s now a tender bony qualitythat heats and even pulls my heart apartto make an ever bigger space, where hecan safely lodge in love and memory.I know and … Continue reading

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Around About

I used to watch the news and sometimes lookaround me on the bus, the train, the street,and wonder who was packing what it tookto harm. Who had a knife in a discreetlocation? Were there hidden guns aboard?The folks around were … Continue reading

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Bucket Cup

I got reminded viewing my own verse.I read some lines I drafted just last week,and triggered memory that could be worse,regarding images I’ve set to seek.I’m nothing medical, yet I can nursetoday intention that is not uniquefor me but cherished. … Continue reading

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