Tag Archives: Poetry

Retraining

I always liked to ride the bus and train –it gave me time in movement but alone,without the need to drive or to maintaina vehicle, the schedule foreknown.My solo transits were my private zone,where I could read and write and … Continue reading

Posted in Coronaverse, Health, Poetry, Transit | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Unmasked

For 14 months, I had to wear a maskwhenever I encountered someone strangeon walks or if engaged in any taskoutside my own address. The recent changein health advice expands my willing rangeand happiness – I’m walking feeling free.Relief and comfort … Continue reading

Posted in Coronaverse, Health, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Bias

The Hasids were a splinter group at first,who added song and dance – so I was taught –but grew in time so rigid, now they’re cursedwith viral ignorance and magic thought.I see in Protestants a simile.The radical reflected in their … Continue reading

Posted in Misanthropy, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

A Meeting with the Care Team

Today’s a new experience for me.I’ve been so fortunate to reach this agewithout till now the grim necessityto meet a team about a loved one’s care.At 2 p.m. my bro and I will seethe therapists and docs who treat our … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Family, Health, Poetry | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

FWIW (para lo que vale)

No resolution ever worked for me.I mean, I’ve made some changes now and then,but never were they triggered verbally,supported by a rite, or sealed Amen.And May the 5th was never naturallyoccasion for commemorating whenan oath is made. But I’ll try, … Continue reading

Posted in Language, Personality, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Stats

So even if the questions aren’t skewed,and even when results are honestlyreported, the conclusions must be viewedas only pertinent to massive groups.Statistics just apply to magnitude –when stuck on individuals, they fade.But managed health care seems to go for crude … Continue reading

Posted in Health, Philosophy, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

To recovery verify here:

I know a computer programmer,who turned himself into a scammer.But truly the fact’she’s no good at syntax,and now the dude’s bound for the slammer.

Posted in Money Stuff, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Exit Laughing

My best friend leaves me,busy at what she loved most.She exits laughing.

Posted in Love, Personality, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Calling All Cousins

My parents were the youngest of their sibs.My dad had older sisters (numbered four).For Mom there’s near nine years between the cribsher sister and herself were put in. SureI have some cousins, but they’re all those yearsahead of what my … Continue reading

Posted in Aging, Family, Poetry | Tagged , | Leave a comment

Mat

The moment I awoke I raised the blindas usual, to garden-start the day.My vision snagged on novelty – the kindI can’t ignore and don’t adore. What’s newis just a mat outside a door, designedto clash with every natural garden hue.The … Continue reading

Posted in Home, Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment