Tag: Awareness

October 14

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Noisy Neighbor

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Blender buzzes through open door

Flower fragrance fills the hallway

Private phone calls you can’t ignore

Can hear every word she does say

Others’ space she seems to ignore

Wish I cared less what people say

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Private phone calls you can’t ignore

Can hear every word she does say

Silently, please stop I implore

Can’t wait for the end of the day

Others’ space she seems to ignore

Wish I cared less what people say

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Silently please stop I implore

Can’t wait for the end of the day

I really can’t take any more

I wonder how late she will stay

Others’ space she seems to ignore

Wish I cared less what people say

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I really can’t take anymore

I wonder how late she will stay

Not sure we’ll develop rapport

I close my door with no delay

Others’ space she seems to ignore

Wish I cared less what people say

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(A Roundelay Poem)

January 30

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Foot Stomping

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I am not too old

For wishing for a snow day.

I am not too old

To have a very large toy box.

I am not too old

For bike riding with my friends.

I am not too old

For making snow angels.

I am not too old

To dance to the songs on commercials.

I am not too old

To enjoy pizza dinners and ice cream desserts.

I am not too old

For stopping and smelling the flowers.

I am not too old

To slide across the floor in brightly colored socks.

I am not too old

To strap into a snowboard and slide down a mountain.

I am not too old

For coloring colorful pictures.

I am too old

To bother staying within the lines.

I am not too old

To fling myself through rapids in a little boat.

I am not too old

for learning.

I am not too old

For lifting bark on rotting logs to look for bugs.

I am not too old

To leap from boulder to boulder.

I am not too old

To try new tricks.

I am not too old

That the glorious feel of cool crumbly soil escapes me.

I am not too old

To delight when my skirt puffs up as I spin and twirl around.

I am not too old

For falling in love again.

I am not too old

To do anything that makes me happy.

I am not too old.

I am not too old.

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(An Anaphora Poem)

January 15

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11 Months of Flying Time

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Time flies when you have fun they say

And it’s been going in a blink of an eye.

How is it its already 11 months today?

Boy those days sure did fly.

I suppose it’s good that we’ve had our clashes

Our challenges and our brawls

Otherwise the days would have passed as lightening flashes

With barely a moment to enjoy them all.

So here’s to the sad times, may they be scant

Just enough to keep us in line

Reminding us to savor the moments that enchant

And to let the others wither on the vine.

(Photo by CJF (@the021439)

(An attempt at an hourglass poem)

January 3

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Mystery and History

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Embrace trees

enchanted

Benign memories

Tangled in branches and

Spanish moss

Awareness permeates

Consciousness

Compels awakening from

Idyllic daydreaming to haunted

Relationship to

Woods

And

Roots

(A found poem inspired by “What Hangs on Trees” by Glenis Redmond and a trip to see the angel oak on John’s Island in South Carolina)