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Relenting

The shingled structure wears a charcoal stain,appearing almost black (or uber gray).But when the sunshine lights each window pane,the way it did at 3 p.m. today,it wears a face of silver. That displayexamples how appearance varies so.My fondest enemy has … Continue reading

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Negative Energy

I must conclude she likes to feel annoyed,who always seeks a reason to complain.I’ve never seen her visage overjoyed.Her attitudes exhibit her disdain,impatience, criticism, and a voidof interest in another: like her braincomprises avenues of malcontent,that power her to everyday … Continue reading

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A Few Cherished Hours

I haven’t had the time to write a poemthe last two days, with all the doing here.The solitude and silence of my homeis missing in this loving atmosphere.There’s conversation to be had – it’s clearwe want to cook the meals … Continue reading

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Travel

It’s never been unmitigated funto travel to or with my family.That’s not because of them or anyoneoutside myself – the issue is with me.I’ve always loved my time alone. I shun,as far as I recall, all company.Except (and here’s the … Continue reading

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Defending the Rental

“McMansion” is the way his mom portrayedthe place they rented from AirBnB.He didn’t understand what she conveyed,and asked her to explain. “Monstrosity”she didn’t say. “It housed our family –enormous but not fine, to be precise.”He pondered and then ventured critically,“That’s … Continue reading

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Mothering a Grownup

I didn’t ask him if he got the job.I knew he’d tell me when the news was good.And if it wasn’t, then I wouldn’t robhim of his cheerful mood. My mother would,and she’d excuse her question. She would fobit off … Continue reading

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Choosing

I ride my stationary bike a lot.It used to be my daily exercise,but lately it’s like thrice a week. I’ve gothome yoga now and walking’s still my modeof transportation. Asking what I boughtor recommend for you, I can’t reply.The answer … Continue reading

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Four Years Ago

Four years ago, when tragedy befell, I flew to her support, and didn’t know a way to ease her pain or make him well. Four years ago. I simply stood beside her. I could show my love no other way. … Continue reading

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How Dare You?

How dare you treat her like she’s making noise,who had a rare occasion to feel gleewith someone she six times a year enjoys,in walking talking and a drink or three.She gets few breaks from caring for you boys,so back off … Continue reading

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Responses to a Threatened Tantrum

As usual, she teemed with empathy –the feelings of her little boy were strong.She turned her No to Yes, the moment he (the father) warned the kid that he was wrongto argue – if continued, they would stopthe storybook, and … Continue reading

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