As an antidote to my dark sonnet yesterday, I offer this lighter poem about looking in the mirror and growing older. BTW my throbbing headache has segued into a cold. A […]
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I went to the dentist this morning with a cracked filling and throbbing toothache. I thought he would patch me up then and there, but no! The whole tooth is
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October Bending above the spicy woods which blaze, Arch skies so blue they flash, and hold the sun Immeasurably far; the waters run Too slow, so freighted are the river-ways
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Passage A dark sail, Like a wild-goose wing, Where the sunset was. The moon soon will silver its sinewy flight Thro the night watches, And the far flight Of those
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Eventually I’ll write a refined sonnet. In the meantime, bear with me as I learn from my many mistakes. Here’s a sophomoric meditation on anxiety. Great artwork once again from
I’m sorry. I wrote another sonnet. My Secret Life When I’m healthy, I don’t feel so old. This happens when I work out often. I’d like to note I work
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The Gift to Sing Sometimes the mist overhangs my path, And blackening clouds about me cling; But, oh, I have a magic way To turn the gloom to cheerful
I had a slew of medical appointments in Manhattan today. This sonnet emerged while I was riding the train into the city. En Route to Some Doctor Appointments I have
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For over a year I attended a monthly open-mic literary night at the home of Scarlett Antonia. She held the event on the first Friday of the month in her
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Mowing There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well