Tag Archives: rhymed verse

blood test

They’re going to jab a needle at my arm; I’m hoping that my spirit feels no harm: it’s haunting my pale hide in mild alarm— I’m running out of nonchalance and charm. Those needles look too long to fit in … Continue reading

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dot ca

[I am experimenting with oral poetry for recitation in public. This piece has far to go before it can go into a public reading . . .] dot ca I’m there I say bloggin’ on the internet for all today … Continue reading

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complaint

Why does each spring have to bring such a mess? all the mud and the crud that is left and won’t go; then that dandruff debris shed by maples on walks that gathers in corners like nasty mementos of snow. … Continue reading

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