Tag Archives: Hmmm…

No fish story (for Amy)

I am not carping here from poet’s perch; people often find my reel, romantic tale fishy Love is like shooting fish in a barrel – this I have known for long I have been one with the proverbial oaken-casked flounderer … Continue reading

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The Letter

Dear Grandchildren: There is irony in that the last thing you will ever forget will be one of your firsts crush love kiss sex broken heart first to never be forgotten first to stick with you first to make you … Continue reading

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Customer

sitting at a  rickety card table a cloudy, droll Saturday morning yard sale boredom broken only by protracted used appliance deal negotiations with dubious dollar store Trump-wannabees dumping a half mug of stale coffee onto our cyclone fence-climbing Morning Glories … Continue reading

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Hummel a few bars and they’ll fake it

carnal garden gnomes filling my shelves with tchotchkes; time to trim big leaves

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Not a deep sleep

I used to have a dream where I had won first prize in a church raffle: lunch with God where, over, thin-crust pizza, I could ask him three questions. I always lead with an inquiry about why he made humans … Continue reading

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A musing

You seduced me. Drew me in played me for the fool and I bit took the bait tried to dart away only driving the hook in deeper now here I am at your pondering mercy; throw me in your creel … Continue reading

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Comfy

Certain memories are a favorite pair of old slippers; ragged, tattered, not much to look at, but comfortable in a way nothing new could be once you plucked them from the garbage; second thoughts? hard to part, sometimes, with a … Continue reading

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Whether banes

You’ll never know what might have been you’ll never prove what could have been to loudly proclaim what should have been is the greatest of curses self-inflicted by men

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‘Bang. Bangbangbang.’

Middle age and being a grandfather for the first time finds me going back and looking forward reflecting on past errors, omissions, miscalculations and major ‘oopsies’ in hand-mirror over-the-shoulder Annie Oakley sharpshooter-style without the gift of an eagle eye or … Continue reading

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A philosophy. Of sorts.

I never do stand holding umbrellas in lightning storms or crowded elevators though it may come as a shock and I remain leery of men who pair paisley neckties with argyle socks I never found it worth dating a girl … Continue reading

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