Skeptical

I’m not against vaccines. I’ve had my two,
but I don’t swallow science-y reports.
I fell for their pronouncements, to eschew
the fats I flourish on and take in quarts
of “healthy” grains, which hastened my decline.
I feed my skeptic now – I follow sense
and doubt the news. I’m relatively fine,
and prospering at fairly low expense.

I’m not a fact-denier, but my trust
has been too long and sadly oft-betrayed.
I try to keep an open mind, but must
make logic of the Internet and trade.
My thinking isn’t magical. My clue
deciphers truth in what, why, how, and who.

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Cut

I didn’t dream I’d feel so much improved,
but after 19 months, my hair got trimmed
by she-who-has-the-skill. The way it moved
against my nape was nice, but it was rimmed
with damaged ends, entangling bottom, grooved
on top, my drains were clogging, patience brimmed,
and so I slowly came to scissor steel,
with no idea how good the cut would feel.

(Ottava Rima)

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Filled to Full

With gratitude, I walked into my place
two days ago, for I had been without
a week. My view was filled with every face
I love. My ears were filled with laugh and shout.
My arms were filled with family embrace.
I suffered no regret and housed no doubt,
but I was glad for what homecoming brings,
and now I’ll fill myself with other things.

(Ottava Rima)

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Skeleton (Halloween Drawing Club 3)

There was an old woman who said
“Please ossify me when I’m dead.”
She wanted her core
to be used as decor
(not ashen or dusty instead).

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Halloween Mask (Halloween Drawing Club 2)

The season of Halloween mask
is on us again, so our task
is now to recall
a less frightening Fall
with no Covid – that’s all I can ask.

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Goblin (Halloween Drawing Club 1)

There was an old goblin from Metz
as green as a cave creature gets
that no one could see
till the day the weird three
wielded pencils to settle all bets.

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Northern Slippers

It’s cooler here at night, and darker too,
and though the rain’s refreshing to behold,
I’m far away from what I like to do
to cushion me and counteract the cold.
But I’ve been often here, within the fold
of family, and I’ve left things in store.
Today I found my slippers (furry, soled),
and now I don’t perceive the chilly floor.

(Huitain)

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Surplus Plus

I always knew I’d marry and I thought
I’d have a baby to complete my life.
I wedded N and soon we had a daught-
er followed by a son, but time as wife
was not vocation I could well sustain:
I fantasized my husband’s painless death.
I had to jettison the mate, refrain
from anniversaries and save my breath.

So isn’t it amazing, what occurred?
I’m single and I’m happy all alone.
And now by grandkids I’m amazed and stirred,
for five new human beings I have known
enhance my days and make me reassess
the joys of life beyond what I could guess.

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Never Mind

While packing, I tensed up – of course I did.
It doesn’t matter how I reassure
myself – I’m nervous and I can’t get rid
of psychosoma – I don’t know a cure.
I coughed with throat too tight – the exhale’s skid
reminded me of Covid, and the tour
of colds last week within my family.
My worry raced – the symptom passed – oh, me.

(Ottava Rima)

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Winter Furs

We’re into Fall and so far we’ve had luck –
air quality has never been as poor
as last year’s. Ocean actions let us duck
the choking smoke and ash. Now we’re unsure
we’ll get good rain. We may have to endure
more drought, but shorter days and cooler noon
remind me to replace old slippers soon.

(Rhyme Royal)

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