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Relief

Succeeding our adventure in the freeze,commuting icy, waiting for a busin wind that nearly knocked us to our knees,and anxious after with the tire fuss(for no one could respond to succor us),we lost some sleep and didn’t venture far;we called … Continue reading

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Returning Plan

The ice is still persistently around,but possibly diminished overnight.It’s milk-glass sheets of white upon the ground,and sparkles golden when the sunset lightilluminates tree branches, glitter-bright,inviting eye and camera lens. Some rainis forecasted to cause a melt. That mightafford a way … Continue reading

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Out to Ice

The travel to the north was smooth, exceptthe bus app made me do an extra stroll,and then I lost the bumbershoot I keptin netty outside pocket. Soft controlsecurity I breezed instead of crept,and turbulence was gentle rock and roll.But moving … Continue reading

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I Wonder Why

I wonder why I stayed up hours late –was it digestive issues, or did Ihave poorly-mixed emotions on my plate?I wonder why. At last I slept, and felt an answer tryto influence my dreams and penetratemy waking thoughts, and start … Continue reading

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An Alien Existence

I’m contemplating octopuses now(two books after a documentary) –considering its biosphere, and howit constitutes its life philosophy.I glimpse that it could organize and beinstead of lone, a sort of colony:an 8-life cluster of community,with central vision allocating goals,conjoined and never … Continue reading

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Unsuitable

Unsuitable they are. I grow awaretheir variance is indisputable.The present state of them I now declareunsuitable. The situation’s not inscrutable –one full of thought and one who doesn’t carebut claims her attitude’s immutable. Long history can’t justify this wear.Continuance is … Continue reading

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She & Her

Predictable – it’s not a wholesome trend.But I don’t think she’ll do a thing about it.Declaring what her “type” is, she won’t bendand, as for learning any time, I doubt it.A smidge of self-aware could hone or mend,but she’s so … Continue reading

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Changing Sleep

It doesn’t bother me, that nights are splitby aging into sleeps of brevity.It seems among all change appropriate.It doesn’t bother me. I won’t take melatonin, herbal tea,or drugs my peers consider requisite.I don’t use exercise as remedy. But management of … Continue reading

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Sole (Second Ten Days)

I’m limbered now and ready for this phase.I sit, knees out, feet meeting sole to sole.I morning-took the mat eleven days –the constancy my one and only goal –and lately it is redefining whole.Massaging arch to joints to toes, my … Continue reading

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Confident Error

Three common nouns, the doctor said aloud.The patient tried to park them in his head.They talked of other things – they here-and-now’d,and drew a bit, and even backwards-read.The doctor then requested he recitethe words provided at the session’s start.With confidence, … Continue reading

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