Category Archives: Poetry

On the Best Teacher

Without a doubt the teacher I remember most of allwas given like a present in 5th grade.The man was smart, creative, wise, and I can still recallsome ways and means his teaching plan displayed: Like dictionary racing for a wordthat … Continue reading

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Critical

Disdainful of the plotting and for sureembarrassed at what scripts make actors do,I guess I can’t take zany any more –at least not movies streaming billed as new.Becoming a curmudgeon? At my core,I don’t believe those syllables ring true.Instead I … Continue reading

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On the Threshold of Wisdom

I’m trying when I transit through a doorto whisper to myself encouragement.My kid says stepping on another floorcan reset active memory. I’m benttoday on bending better, and what’s more,I’m not averse to stretching my extent.It’s worth a week’s attempt. It’s … Continue reading

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Dundasana

A spine’s a stick but mine feels petrified,unlimber in the lumbar, and the neckresists smooth move like it’s solidified –the top and bottom of my rod’s a wreck.I’m tired of the cautions I have triedbut not about to quit them. … Continue reading

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Denial

She voiced opinion, and she made it strong,but couldn’t elevate it to correct.She always hikes her tone when she is wrong,so much it’s come to be what I expect.She has no clue how it was to belongin me – no … Continue reading

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Wary Not Weary

The neck is almost loose again, but warnsme on occasion to keep taking care –it shoots an upward stab of pain, like thornsembellish aging disks that harbor there.My tongue is nearly healed at tip, from whereI bit it stressed and … Continue reading

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Off Schedule

I thought I wouldn’t have the time, and thenthe puzzles almost solved themselves today.I might have pushed the pedals once again,till language study stole an hour away.But I can do some yoga now, and whenI leave I’ll work my legs, … Continue reading

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Biggish Sky

I sauntered to the store the other day.I had an afternoon with no requestthat I produce and nothing in my way,and weather coming gently from the west.Deciding I would walk a bit and payfor peaches that in August taste the … Continue reading

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Newly Anxious People

My oldest friend reported yesterdayanxiety she never felt before(I always sensed it, but I couldn’t sayas much – she cherished laid-back image more).It’s now progressed too present to ignore,and seems to me from cognitive declineendured without resistance, save a whine. … Continue reading

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An Unreliable Narrator

Of course I listened to my mom at first;I spent that time with her, and I was young.But over years I found she was the worstconveyor of emotions given tongue.She harmless seemed, but her pathologywas never given voice or even … Continue reading

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