at accepting compliments
even at my age
15 December 2019
12 November 2019
22 October 2019
ending
the leaves
on the decorative
crabapple tree are
rusting away
maple trees
are finally
bursting
into
brilliant
red
flame
against wet dark wood
the rain seems incessant
while wind splatters wet
leaves on everything and
on days with no sun
when the light is
being eaten
away by more
darkness it feels
like everything
is ending
24 January 2019
to rise
Go outside now and look
to the moon limping
low on the horizon
where it rolled to a stop
after it was kicked
and now glowers, half-collapsed
ball of copper,
misshapen lunar lump waiting
to rise
06 January 2019
the heart never lies?
Is it a saying that
the heart never lies?
When work stress was
on, my heart rate
(average resting)
was 74, When I visited
family, it was
78. When I got back home
and was on vacation,
it was a better 71.
When I sang with
folks at the pub today,
it was 60 bpm. Maybe my heart is
deceitful and
desperately wicked, but
I think it loves
music an awful lot.
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