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My Books
If you come over, don’t look at the sofa Or the table I’m not ready to show ‘ya And don’t go into the den You’ll be shocked at what I’ve been readin’ It’s more revealing than my Google searches It’s where my big dream and reality merges They’re always strewn about You’ll see the bookmarks…
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Is Everyone Welcome?
The colorful flag emphasized EVERYone Everyone is welcome here, it read I wondered, even those who carry guns? Those with different shaped heads? Criminal offenders and nuns? The Taliban? COVID vaccine creators? Drivers of scooters and minivans? Europeans and dark skinned people from the equator? Meat eaters, vegetarians? Screaming, orphaned babies and disabled centenarians? What…
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My Meeting with Old Man Winter
They were talking ill of Old Man Winter Of how he was ugly and cold and made people shiver There was snow on the ground Screeching branches on the roof of that house The heat was sweltering It was dark The only light was artificial, that of screens I had to get out or I…
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My Orange Seed
You’ve already changed everything For the better You are the letter – to my former and future self Oh, just in the past 72 hours – the excitement me and your father have felt Though you’re just the size of an orange seed We’re giving you everything you need I want you to know you’re…
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Emoji Emotions
All my emojis have emotions They’re as plentiful as the water in the oceans There’s the lady jogging And the blonde haired boy who follows Some of them tell me there is no belonging Some of my emojis look sallow They’re all used Depending on my conversation and mood I felt bad for them but…
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Ice Crystal Park
I stood there to marvel In the bitter cold, on the branches there, it looked like marble Even my Golden retriever stopped to stare At those delicate finger-like twigs – I wondered how they could bear Sirens and gunshots, traffic were in the distance My pup and I were in our own little oasis, on…
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The Tentative House Guest
I found myself thinking about you today It was freezing outside and the sky was the most ashen gray I wonder if you’ll come and if you’ll stay There’s nothing expected of you But I certainly hope for the best Don’t be afraid of the skeleton in the front yard Pondering the end somehow brings…
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Miss Sippy, Miss New Hampshire, and the Librarian
She was from Mississippi They called her Miss Sippy She never liked the name but wasn’t sure who to blame For being overweight For stu-stu-stuttering since before the first grade It caused some isolation Teases and sneers made for pricey imagination She talked to her stuffed animals and listened to talk radio She didn’t want…
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Titanic Dreams
Lately I’ve been thinking about the Titanic Especially when I try to go to sleep I dream of being submerged in the freezing ocean It’s not romantic I cling to things I can’t keep I hear screaming and see commotion To know that death is inescapable I turn side to side My elbows and hips…
writings on life
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