Category: Poem
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Troubled, Terrific Moms
Mother’s Day is coming I’ll be a mother on the next one In my lower abdomen there’s a soft humming I’ve got my fears but it seems most women survive Lately I’ve been dreaming about my own mother Her piercing eyes Her anxiety, how it always troubled me I’m realizing now that there were some…
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My Princess
I wonder where we’ll be in a year I wonder if all my insecurities will have disappeared I envision myself a strong fortress, a defender, a warrior You, a princess I’ll do anything for You’ll probably be oblivious to the monsters outside the door Over time I imagine you’ll show me they’re not even real …
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Miss Moses
Her name was Miss Moses She had a history of psychosis She was known to talk to bushes And she’d spent many years living on couch cushions She wore a beanie in the summertime And that was the only thing – sometimes Words weren’t her strength She’d be seen waving a wooden staff when she’d…
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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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Her
She likes a lot of smells That of wet dog And she listens well She thinks a rainstorm is the perfect condition for a jog The ocean is where she always wants to go But sometimes she’ll settle for the art show or the forest She looks out for the poorest She’s not afraid of…
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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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