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Urban Purple

I caught these purple people with my phoneas I proceeded Tuesday on my wayto one of three appointments. T-shirts shoneand stature charmed. They seemed to all obeythe lead, and two attendants didn’t swaytheir watch. Perhaps the strollers couldn’t catchthe house … Continue reading →

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Not to Worry

I’m channeling The Princess and The Pea.Instead of bed, I’m sensing in my neckan irritated spot that cautions meto sniff not blow. It’s like a tiny speckof incorrect two experts cannot seeor feel. I’ve had for years a movement checkleft … Continue reading →

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Ignition

I had the unit cleaned two days ago.It’s almost like I knew the air would chill.Today the inside temperature – belowthe 67 mark – did not untillate afternoon reach 70, althoughI put the fireplace through morning drill.This early cold is … Continue reading →

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Introduction

It’s like a trope – “I’ve never been this agebefore.” I say it often cause it’s true,and though we’ve books and references to gaugethe drastic strokes and lapses that accrue,I write about the minor stuff – a pageon aches or … Continue reading →

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Garden Cosmos

September brings the Garden Cosmos up.Unplanned or sown the lanky volunteeremerges, shoots to height, and sprouts a cupof purple that surrounds a central spherein split-pea hue bedecked with yellows. Nearthe blooms the hummingbirds and bees are seenin flit and flutter … Continue reading →

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Inspirational

Concerned about his health at 68,for though he comes from hearty stock, he’s slowto move beyond a dog walk from his gatefor 15 minutes out and back, I knowif he’d put effort into air, he’d growan exponential way away from … Continue reading →

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Lost & Located

I plucked my favorite tractor cap, and woreit several times to shield my face from sun.I centered it and walked out my front doorand, actually, I found it kind of fun.Protected (nose and hair), I looked for more –I thought … Continue reading →

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Dream Catching

Awake 4 times before the sun arrives,and years beyond dope-smoking, means you getto screen a slew of dreams and what survivesyour surfacing are scenes that don’t upsetbut also don’t dissolve. You form archivesthat last at least until your throat is … Continue reading →

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The Quality of Air

Air quality this summer has been great.Prevailing winds have not been acting weird.No fire has besmirched our normal state,and though eccentric cloudscapes have appearedat times, most mornings I appreciatethe air’s caress on neck and shoulder, steeredby breeze, and after sigh … Continue reading →

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Begging Blooms

I never loved the roses in my yard.Somebody planted them and made them growoutside the kitchen windows, like a guardthat stood when I came 20 years ago.They brandish clever thorns and scanty scent.They droop in vase and petals don’t unfurl.A … Continue reading →

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