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Unrake My Yard (With Apologies to Joe Cocker)

Recently my wife and I put up a greenhouse in our backyard. It’s pretty cool, or should I say, at least on sunny days now in February, warm. It’s eight feet by twelve and set on an angle relative to … Continue reading

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Nothing to Fear

There’s nothing to fear now and nobody who I need to protect me from being run through. I’ve food on my table, a wife in my bed, Three wonderful children, so what do I dread? A big brooding something will … Continue reading

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On the Bus (A Text-Messaged Rhyme)

On the bus headed home. See you soon, you like my pome?

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Too Many Purses

Curses, curses Too many purses. Can’t find my keys now for better or worses.

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Deferred Dream May Not Pay?

(With apologies to fans of Langston Hughes’, A Dream Deferred) What happens to a deferred dream you worry won’t pay? Does it just sprout wings and fly away? Perhaps it digs a hole into the ground And lies there quietly, … Continue reading

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A Few Words to the Newly Departed Broccoli

Farewell dear friends, oh broccoli green, your like I’ve never, ever seen. From seed no larger than a dot, you grew more than I’d ever thought. A meter high with foot-long leaves, greater than I’d dared believe. And oh! your … Continue reading

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Culinary Notes

(My wife was away for a week or so not long ago.  Before going, she walked me through several culinary how-tos, including how to use the rice cooker.  This is exactly how I wrote it in my journal): Rinse the … Continue reading

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You’re Fifty!

Congrats! You’ve reached that magic age that we consider nifty, The point at which the fun begins, Our friend, you now are fifty! What would you like to do from here is what you now can ask, Work, study, travel, … Continue reading

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