Category Archives: Poetry

Card Class

Construction paper, tape and scissors smallenough for them and usable by me,assembled on the table I’ll recalland reinforce with pix and poetry.Instructed by 3rd grade authority,a 4 year-old and I each made a card.We followed his directions happily,compatibly, in sync … Continue reading

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Medi-Tation

Well more than once, a doctor’s looked and saida minor issue won’t heal on its own.“You’ll have to see a specialist instead.”But I’m forever lazy with the phone.What could it hurt, to talk to blood and boneor better, my immune … Continue reading

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Roof Party

The first rain of the season made my roofattractive to loud animals. My dreamswere broken twice by thumping, skidding proofof scavenging or racing chasing schemes.By silhouettes on skylight glass it seemsI hosted first a rowdy raccoon set.Some hours later, by … Continue reading

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Hyper Season

Of all the critters in this garden yard,the squirrels often give the most surprise.Appearing light, they hit my rooftop hard,in thumping races for whatever prizeis up or down – persimmons or suppliesredeemed from refuse (raiding like a rat).They’re vandals who … Continue reading

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Real Time

Eight days ago, I woke to 65degrees inside, and turned the fire on.The flames shot bright and lit the logs alive,and I admired it through stretch and yawn.It charmed and warmed, reminding me that I’veno better winter heat. Turned off … Continue reading

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10/12/25

When I encounter this, 2 years or lessfrom now, and choose to edit it or not,I’ll recollect today without a guess;I’ll have no cause to murmur “I forgot.”That’s why I daily find some lines to jot.October 12th of Twenty Twenty-fivewas … Continue reading

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Relief on BART

The streets were so cluttered I needed a break:old shoppers at Ashby, young students at Miles.Who knew riding BART could relieve a small ache,allowing alone to regenerate smiles?I boarded at Rockridge – 10 minutes I’d takein respite from dodging humanity … Continue reading

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A Walk to the Doc

I didn’t want the visit, but the shouldresounded till I booked the yearly scan(I aim to spend these seasons feeling goodif possible, so I’ve a gentle planto catch the weaks before they’re fails, and spanthe acts with exercise and healthy … Continue reading

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Quandary

Misinformation’s our pandemic now –the World Wide Web, unfiltered, fills the field,rewarding influence no matter howachieved, on ground where bombast will not yieldto sense, and popular defies a shield.I grow more skeptical but not of you,I think; I hope the … Continue reading

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Old Shoes

The shoes I use are sensibly designed.I haven’t fallen wearing them in years.But there are some occasions I’m inclinedto shod myself in footwear that appearsless clunky – nothing chic – a look that veersa little closer to suggesting grace,electing to … Continue reading

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