Category Archives: Poetry

Little Wrenches

Three plans this week got canceled through no actof mine. One friend’s fatigue sent her to bed.Another’s scattered mind mistook a fact,forgot the date, and stayed at home, she said,awaiting window blinds. I heard no tactbut gracefully I changed my … Continue reading

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Hangover

The lesson lasting from a lavish mealis I’m too old to eat and drink so much.It entered easily, with great appeal,but exit isn’t graceful, and the touchof indigestion, borne with gas, is suchthat I will make an effort to recallthis … Continue reading

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Birthday Musing

My baby’s 44 years old this week.I’m happy we’re both healthy and alive,pursuing the peculiar goals we seek,amid the love of family. We thriveon upward-trending paths, in each techniqueapplied to learn yet more while we survive.If I’ve a prayer today, … Continue reading

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Sooth

It’s not majestic ocean on display.No mountain top provides wide-angled view.A canyon isn’t carved and can’t conveyby marbled walls and caverns glimpses toprehistory. Instead my mundane wayis common and pedestrian. In lieuof spectacle, what soothes my eyes and feetis dappled … Continue reading

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The End’s in Sight

The end’s in sight, although the work’s not done.I see ahead of me a focused lightthat isn’t aimed at me to smash or stun.The end’s in sight. I thought I had a million words to writebut 50,000 in, I think … Continue reading

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June 11 Heat Advisory

It’s Southern California warm today.It’s nearly Vegas hot at 9 a.m.I planned to walk to BART, but this displayof temperature, predicted well by themin media, will make my will okaya prudent bus ride. Only time will stemthis tide of heat … Continue reading

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Detour

I’m nodding to unusual today.The rest of June and even some Julywill be irregular. Across the bayI won’t be much. I’ll pack a bag and fly.I’ll dine on different food and watch a playI hope to like. And maybe I’ll … Continue reading

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Lesson Learning

The lesson from self-injuries last week,that’s reinforced as I take days to heal,is all about developing techniqueto slow my speed ingesting any meal,and with deliberate pace let acts unreel.Okay to walk as fast as is my wontwhen I set forth … Continue reading

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Base Thirteen

My stress relief when I was 17was solitaire, with cards, of course alone.Repeated shuffles, deals and decks my scene,for this was long before iPad or -Phone.My mind would range untethered while I played.My worries would abate; ideas arose.My fingers moved … Continue reading

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Self-Injuries

I stabbed my index finger with a nail.A fingernail. I can’t believe I didthis harm with such an unintended flail –I only set about to pop a lidand snack on peanuts. Fragile’s grown to frail,my skin as thin as tissue … Continue reading

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