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Writing Excuses
What are your excuses for not writing? They’re probably the same as mine and not very exciting: -Forgetting to give the dog his medicine -Forgetting to shut the windows again -Needing to mow the grass – because you see the neighbor out mowing hers -Believing your lack of ideas is a curse -Needing (wanting) to…
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Drinking Coffee Slowly
Back then it was torture Driving 45 minutes on a Sunday after church In tight dress clothes And the sun was a scorcher So was seeing family – no one would say it but everyone knows I was with my mother and father and older brother Venturing to see my father’s parents My aunt and…
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The Woman and the Dentist
It was her first time ever going to the dentist It felt like going to the Olympics All those years of being on the street She finally won Won the lottery Her first stop was the dentist She went for the apprentice Because she wanted something unspeakable Something to prove the unbelievable That she was…
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The Benefit of Less Time
I’m not one to procrastinate But what if something is never late? I mean, what if there is no deadline? What if you’re finally in that coveted “retired lifestyle” And you can finally get around to all the things you’ve been wanting do for a while? Fix up the house, take that trip, get in…
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Don’t Fall off the Table
The massage therapist told me not to fall off the table As she stepped away I clung like a staple My muscles splayed The thought took me back To when I was 20 or 21 and working as a nurse’s aide at an old folks’ home I remember all the poop and dementia and the…
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Runaway Poems
My poems have been running away Did you know that words have feet? Like little sand fiddler crabs all my ideas retreat When it’s time to write, I don’t have much to say At least not much worth reading But maybe that’s not the point It’s like yoga and breathing I forget to breathe Yesterday,…
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Cross & Casket
We drove past the church on the way to the beach Along that quiet back road And far off I heard some tires screech There was a cross out front, immersed in bright flowers The beaming sun seemed to highlight it, a few days after Easter I thought about the Gospels, of the first followers…
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The Pull-Up Bar
The pull-up bar is sometimes hard to pull up to But I’ve been doing it for years, it’s nothing new It’s a round piece of metal, about an inch thick On rough days I have to try not to kick So I let my legs dangle, crossed at the ankle, and I look like a…
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I’m Gonna Bring You with Me
We don’t need to go to the grocery store And malls are obsolete Kids don’t hang out, anyway I’m happy to have you, for sure For a moment you’ll be small and weak I’ll hold you for a few days Life always goes on – for those who are alive We’re meant to explore and…
writings on life
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