crunch time
pounding endlessly
the restless surge pushes on
to shallow tidepools
Another month has shoved us onward – hard to believe, but this has been the fastest April on record. Where did the time go!!?
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Month: April 2019
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No llores por Argentina
caramel on toast:
begins each day with sweetness
in bright memory
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apparently never too old
a forceful hug, then
one last instruction, “Be good.”
the child inside pouts
*Nope, they didn’t ask to be on my blog. Somehow, that this is an old picture and I grayscaled it makes it seem… better? More acceptable? And excuses all the pictures of me I’m sure are on Facebook. Harumph.
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lament, on a rising C-Reactive
forever: One word
three syllables too many –
a doctor’s verdict
His third reminder now.
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short stuff
in small packages:
prickles. sweetness. both of which
serve their life’s purpose
Poetry Friday today is hosted by Beyond Literacy Link.
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guacamole
today’s semaphore
signaling Open Season
stretches straight sun-ward
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and beauty came like the setting sun
a lavish offer
near lost amidst the glitter
hushed wonder beckons
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succulent
hearts kindle warmly
at this smallest approval
a houseplant’s applause
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fleeting
ephemeral joy
captured like a beating heart
trembling in my hands
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3 meditations on a magnifying glass iii
magnified silver
around her neck, scrutiny
watching for the light