Category: Poem
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Christmas 2024
It was Christmas at my parents’ house today I felt a little anxiety when the doorbell rang Family members flooded in An aging aunt, a beleaguered cousin and her two children My husband and brother, father, and mother There were three dogs in all A Christmas hurricane of sorts They say kids say the darndest…
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Hanging Out With God
Sometimes I hang out with the devil I don’t mean to The little voices creep in Doubt and fear Or the worst: disappointment I’m taken for a spin I need an anecdote A specialized surgeon because I’m so disjointed So I start the day with some Psalms A bit of Revelation, and I have hope…
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I Feel Like Running
What do I feel like doing Soon after my feet touch the floor After two cups of coffee, some Psalms, and the headlines I have to get moving Before day breaks, before the world wakes I’ve got to do something to make me calm Get a natural drug to ease my mind It’s so simple,…
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The Fog
He said he loved the fog He couldn’t stop raving about it on our jog I asked him what he likes about it He said, “It makes everything beautiful” I didn’t doubt it It was like we were running through fresh snow The world was a little quieter, every object surrounded by a glow Orange…
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The Refrigerator’s Glow
How lovely to see your face on that Shutterstock card And not just of you, but of your husband and your four kids too This is hard, a misshapen pill of sorts You remember me from high school, always on the basketball courts Hair a mess and in my shorts Twenty years caught us both…
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Effervescent
Do you feel like the world is too heavy? Do you feel like you prep and prep but you’re never ready? That time escapes Like a car full of birthday balloons But some kid opens the door and they get released too soon Do you feel like you’re going to pop Is your face red…
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Santa Run
I ran tonight in a sea of Santa Clauses Along the ocean and beneath a full moon Against the wind, I pondered all our losses Isn’t that what life is? Losing? What is worth gaining? Steps, cars, paychecks? Shiny things to hang around our necks Houses that burn down What lasts? So in the red…
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Finite
It’s a word that catches my attention It’s strewn all over the pages of a book I was given It’s an adjective But to me feels more like an expletive Could it be a car model or the name of the liquid on a perfume bottle Or some wine – they always have names I…
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Christmas Mystery
This could be an Agatha Christie novel Three men, two lungs, one liver, countless bottles Not enough drugs Just hospital discharge summaries and sad phone calls from families There’s no instrumental music that could put my heart at ease Pulseless is the theme, the tune What is a doctor or a lowly nurse to do?…
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