Category Archives: Poems

MY DNA BRISTLES

What can I do as an old man tucked away in a high-rise that offers care to folks with white hair and to those with none and to those in various stages in between? I can complain – but I … Continue reading

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DRYING CLOTHES

I hear the clicking sounds – sounds of wet clothes drying – clothes going round and round until…… It’s a good thing for us no clothes line is required to do it like folks used to do – when wringers … Continue reading

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THE TICK-TOCK OF HIS CLOCK

The clock goes tick-tock – tick tock , all day long – its power provided by a small battery inserted some years ago by a guy who likes to know what time it is. Oh. he could look at his … Continue reading

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ACCIDENTAL RENDEVIUS

My breakfast mate has no need to heed the sun which begins to strike our eyes as bacon and eggs are set before us. I, on the other hand, am deeply moved by the solar intervention into our meal. He … Continue reading

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AN OLD MAN AND ASTRONOMY

I don’t recall when I first learned that the world wasn’t flat. I don’t recall if what I learned disturbed me some for I also leaned that we went around the sun and to me it sounded fun to be … Continue reading

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DAY OF THE GIRL

I saw on the TV that today is: THE INTERNATIONAL DAY OF THE GIRL. Don’t know who decided that, but that’s OK. It sounds impressive. In my early school days girls had long hair and wore dresses and jump-roped. Their … Continue reading

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A COUPLE OF WIRES

The other day when I saw some wires strung between polls my mind, quite suddenly turned the wires into ropes and continued the turning until before me was a clothesline which stood at eve level and I was wrestling a … Continue reading

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FINDING A POEM

Sometimes he must stretch – must stand on tiptoes as he seeks to find what he has found so many times before: a poem — because he knows that somewhere up there there’s a residue of words that he must … Continue reading

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THE ROCK

There is a rock in CT on the edge of the Long Island Sound that gets covered when the tide is up and yields its water whenever the tide goes out. It Is a great place from which kids jump … Continue reading

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ABOUT SALLY

The ten year old little Sally one night in the early nineteen thirties walked one mile at around nine pm from a friends house back to her own – did that in a small town darkened by sunset. Sally’s brother, … Continue reading

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