Category Archives: Writing

Angling

I’m casting back to 43 years old,the age my youngest is, and as I lookaround for recollections lines might hold,I feel I need some substance for the hook.I may not find good memories to bookunless my research yields what I … Continue reading

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True Fiction

I understand that recall isn’t true,and witnesses are infamously wrong,so will it matter all that much to youif I’m inventive when I write your song?I promise to be credible, endueyour deeds with motivation clear and strong.I feel compelled to make … Continue reading

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Origin

If I postponed a project’s originuntil I had the perfect starting phraseand outline too, I never would begin.Instead I start, and as the work displays,it triggers gears that mesh and move within –emotion lubricates, idea conveysattention to momentum’s certain speedand … Continue reading

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Personal Gain

This daily poetry can’t all be great,though I condition for integrity.More often than a piece to celebrate,it’s used to store minutia about me.My current mood or some activityI wish to recollect will float this boat.I’m quietly enjoying victory,implying, lest these … Continue reading

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Twenty Twenty-six

Near ten days into Twenty Twenty-sixI finished with the circum-holidays.The fetes were done, and down were candle wicks,the birthdays celebrated, and the mazeof novelties were solved. I need no fix –I’m feeling fine – I’m readying to blazea path projected … Continue reading

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The New Recipe

I used to think the barrier to proseat length was lack of patience for the plotproceeding at the pace it should. I choseshort forms instead, accepting what I’m not.But as I edge toward days when I’ll composewithout a detailed outline, … Continue reading

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Year End

Regardless of the date I post this poem,I typed it on December 31st.Expecting rain, I edited at home,the place where I’m most likely to be versed.Without an outside aim, I’ll be immersedin words and in a bath with bomb and … Continue reading

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December 30

The office afternoon today is allmy calendar’s recording for this week.The uncommitted hours form a sprawllike downy carpeting toward what I seek.I’ve half a dozen days, to overhaulprecisely nothing. Maybe I’ll bespeaka gentle outline for the coming year,to help me … Continue reading

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Outward Bound

I’ll have to go outside today, to findmy daily prompt. The garden looks too dead.It’s mid-December and though I’m inclinedto hunker here by fireside insteadof walking bearing weight, I’ll gift my mindwith fellows shopping gifts and winter bread.I planned to … Continue reading

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Incipience

Five hundred words or twenty minutes spent,whichever limit is acquired first,is all I plan to ask. That’s an extentattainable, for even with no burstof brilliance, I’ll transfer the tales I meant,by posing prose in paragraphs unversed.In sixty days or so … Continue reading

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