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My Hammock
I’m swayin’ Watchin’ the waves wavin’ They rise and fall as I move back and forth I’m not sure if I’m headed south or north For though I sway The world and its worries are at bay I’m at ease I’m suspended over the sea With a book in my lap and in my hand…
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Behind the Railing
I asked him where that bird was going Its legs outstretched Black and white feathers glowing In an amber sky the Lord had sketched Behind the red painted railings of the cruise ship He said the bird was just going for a flight like we were going for a stroll Then he kissed my lips…
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The Inevitable
There’s a million things to be done Pack for my trip later this week Go for a run Check my in-box Sweep Oh, and the dishes in the sink And all the things I need to read The paper, that book about maximizing time, that medical article online But my dog wants to go sit…
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Steve Pilot
The plane had landed She woke from a deep sleep Exhausted from all that her ex-boyfriend had demanded Or was he an -ex? She couldn’t quite tell from the last text – I love you She added his name, Brett, to the list At 35, getting married to a good guy and settling down was…
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Porch Clothes
She led us out to the balcony A 2nd story addendum overlooking the sea The walls inside were white I envisioned myself like a kite Floating down to the beach Or inside, nestled by the fireplace Or just outside, on my personal deck Was it all a waste? What the heck? She said it was…
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In Front of Me
Why is slowing down so hard The pelicans have it down They circle and soar, a performing art I watch from the shore as they plummet Beaks break the water with a crashing sound Their very own summit But my eyes are elsewhere, looking for the next thing Maybe a wave, they come in succession…
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Tired Eyes
My eyeballs are heavy Like lead bullets, they get me In the early evening, my eyelids come down like curtains Of this I’m certain: soon I’ll be dreaming This brain never stops The eyes, an extension of my brain Even during closing hours there is pain Evening is a sunset, a dropping curtain, a closing…
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Scissors
I can’t stay away How they shine, those scissors More dazzling than glitter To leave the last year on the floor To feel less weighty, the goal, for sure To shave a few minutes off a half marathon Like the setting sun, soon I’ll be gone My clothes are someone else’s My home, too, I’m…
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Behind the Mic
I’ll be there Whatever you like, I’ll wear I’ll stand right behind you as you stand behind the mic I’ll be quick to cheer after all your promises My nails will even be painted red This time around, you won’t bomb this Oh, the many things you’ve said Will my sign fluff your ego What…
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