Make Amends

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A storm can break a tree,a chipper can tear it apart,leaving you with plenty of roomto make amends. Ask and you shall receive,pressed down and running over,and you’ll be forced (forced!)to share it with friends.

Getting-Stuff-Done

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The washing machine is churning awaywhich means I’m getting-stuff-done today.I may be slouchedupon the couchbut I’m being productive, wouldn’t you say?

An Eye

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I’m developing an eye for what it all comes down to.I can know without a sigh the bottom line.There’s some things that I’ve regreted, but to know where this is headedhelps me see a little clearer in this time.

It’s Been Half a Year

posted in: daily poem, poetry, time, work, writing | 3

It’s been half a year,and I’m still writing here,although not as often.My schedule seems to soften.Now two weeks without poems,you’re wondering if I’m home.Yes, I’ve been here enough–just doing other stuff.

What is free today?

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Today for free, there is a bed,two chairs (one plaid, and one that’s red),a box full of computer parts,someone who wants junk for art,a TV shelf with dark green doors,and tomorrow, there’ll be more.

Talking About the Weather

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On April twenty-two,two-thousand-thirteen,a cold wind blew,and the snow was mean.And I would guessthat no one would blame usfor just talking about the weather.This April is famous.

Those Days

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There’s a tiny little baby that some friends are foster-caring,and I got to hold him (I’m glad that they were sharing).He was so very tiny. I’m sure his parents will wishthat they could have held him so soon. They might … Continued

To Say Thank You

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To say thank youis to give up rights;it means “You were under no obligationto give me something so nice.”And so, to say thank youis to open up and trustthat we won’t cease to be cared for.Yes, this is hard, but … Continued

If

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I’ll take you to the pool,and we’ll go out on walksand pluck up blades of grassand learn to not eat rocks,and I’ll push you in the swingand we’ll watch your dad brew beerand picnic on the yardif we have summer … Continued

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