Category Archives: Poetry

Amputation

Remembering a woman 40 yearsago, who birthed a daughter long-desired,and then confessed to me, voice choked with tears,she couldn’t love the baby as required…It wasn’t that she’d harm the child – no –but deep attachment didn’t fill her soul.Two years … Continue reading →

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Done

Her misinterpretation is so gross,the cause could be stupidity or, worse,perhaps it’s really meanness and a doseof insecure amounting to a cursethat’s warped her view and obviated closerelationship. Love shuttered to reverse.The pearl devolved – became a grain of grit … Continue reading →

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Escorting

Accompanying nearly 99to co-absorb the words the doctor said,I think we helped. We didn’t hear her whine,and when we saw confusion take her head,we acted as interpreters insteadof letting miscommunication stand.Our aim is not more years until she’s dead,but maybe … Continue reading →

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Timing

How frequently the transportation’s late,the bus or train delayed, the traffic slow.Though I’ve a phone app to prognosticatethe transit time, to where I aim to go,the route is clogged. A bicycle won’t waitmost days, but even then streets may not … Continue reading →

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Back on Track

6 weeks of rest and 2 new pairs of shoesproduced recuperative results for me.I didn’t fall or carelessly abusethe outer edge of my extremity,but here’s a case where what I can accuseme of is lacking the humilityto understand fragility in … Continue reading →

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Getting Together

In person is more suitable than phone.We get along so well when face to face.We both enjoy our habitats aloneand daily chat, but when I leave my placeand you do too, we meet and neither’s thrownby attitude. It isn’t an … Continue reading →

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Squinting Steps

Dilated eyes at noon, outside, in spring,means walking’s difficult, and then the foot(near-healed but still retarding everything)contributed to make the going hard.But it was worth the effort, for I clingto optic health in age, and after all,6000 steps were taken … Continue reading →

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Wisteria Weird

I understood that the varietywe purchased to replace the flooded vinewould purple-bloom, but every spring I seemore white racemes emerge beneath the spineof limb about to leaf. Adjacentlythe older plant survived and grew, to twinethe trellis flowerless, by experts doomed.But … Continue reading →

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Droppings

I dwell beneath some trees, so I have shadebut also droppings from the limb and leaf.Accustomed to the messes birds have madeand squirrels squirt, I don’t feel any grief,but twinges of annoyance can invademy peace. What’s sap or shit is … Continue reading →

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New Urbanity

I rode a bus due west of my address.Arriving early where I had to be,I walked some blocks that used to be a messand took in scenes of nice urbanity.The neighborhood once hosted busyness –industrial a quarter centuryago, it languished … Continue reading →

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