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The Folk Song
My life is sometimes like that sad folk song Playing on NPR on the drive home I can envision the singer in an old western hat He’s probably sitting in a cabin His voice is a drone I wonder what happened to make it like that He sings about curtains There’s an unspoken rift I…
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Do What You Want
Why fight the discomfort? Why ball up your emotions? Why risk getting hurt? When you could just go to the ocean Do other people’s thoughts turn you into a robot? In my 36 years, I’ve learned this is prison No matter how I bend, what I wear, what I say, or how I act, I…
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Snowstorm-Mailman-Drug Bust
I was walking the loop with my dog after the snowstorm On a pretty Friday afternoon, just 40 degrees, but it felt warm The snow was melting, big chunks crashing down Icy rivers in the street, making a gentle bubbling sound Toward the gutter, where everything will eventually go I saw him walking toward us,…
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It’s Always Something
My colleague doctor across the hall sighed I looked away from the screen and rubbed my eyes We’re both like gerbils on the wheel Clicking, typing, charting Sadly enough, we no longer feel If these patients weren’t in the way, I could have a better day If only it were sunny Or if I made…
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The Blue Sky
It looked like someone took a paintbrush And spread my favorite colors across the sky He looked at me and I blushed But I don’t know why Maybe it’s simply because he looked at me Or because he knows my favorite colors Or that he chose me over the others – or, along with the…
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You’re the Man
You’re flying like a squirrel Through a forest of dark jerseys You throw the ball up and into the hoop You’re on top of the world You won’t stoop Whistles blow, you come crashing down Not before spinning The way the crowd responds you’d think you’re wearing a crown You spring up from your fall…
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Coworker Love
On a Friday afternoon, it was time to leave, finally I’d hoped to leave at 2 but it was 2:45 On Valentine’s Day All my co-workers asked what I’d be doing tonight My husband was also stranded at work Our plans were delayed It was me and Cleo in the break room Dr. Fee and…
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Pedestrian
Be a pedestrian Life can be pedestrian But at least the sky evolves Clouds and winds shifts by nature’s laws Go outside and see Get on your feet View the pink sky The egrets going by Tires and engines were both great inventions But I’d argue feet are better All those ligaments and bones tethered…
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More Than Hair
Those silver scissors glitter How they catch my eye and I can’t stay away I’d feel so free, I’d be bold Truly not caring what other people say is gold To let my neck be bare To let go of long hair Let those clips and me meet I can’t stay out of the seat…
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