poetry

release

Sometimes we just need to let go
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weaving

A poem about a hat on a train
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telling it good

Some poetic thoughts on the need to be told things and the contrast with how dogs live.
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warranted

a companion poem to “poplars” posted two days ago
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rust

Things rust.
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poplars

My sister Cara passed five years ago. This poem speaks to her loss and yet still finding her here in one of many ways.
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our twee lives

I discovered the word “twee” today and just had to use it.
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grumble and crab

if you want to know a wall . . .
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the haunted man

another poem in my series on memory loss
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shoe box

Sometimes packages carry more than gifts.
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