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Category Archives: Poems
COVID-19 Has Brought Me Back – Part I
There’s hardly anything I can do right now because of COVID-19. I can’t be around family and friends. I can’t eat inside restaurants. I can’t go to the gym. That one’s really not as relevant since I didn’t go to … Continue reading
Posted in COVID-19, Poems
Tagged COVID-19, home, National Poetry Month, plague, poetry, shelter-at-home, virus
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After Death
Days so busy. . . Much to do. What’s accomplished? Not a clue! List gets longer By the minute. Does that list Have rest time in it? Call retirement And another. What’s available For my mother? Call … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Poems
Tagged aging, bureaucracy, death, death benefit, family, father, mother, phone, sleep
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Decisions… Coffee… Chocolate!
Decisions that affect right now Decisions that affect today and tomorrow Decisions that affect your future life The brain is inundated by the need to make decisions Immediately. . . Sleep on it? Yes! Decisions are still here … Continue reading
Posted in Eccentrically Eclectic, Poems
Tagged books, chocolate, coffee, decisions, poem, publish, unemployed
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One Tiny Seed
One tiny seed a flower grows One tiny drop a river flows One blade of grass a lawn will make One ray of sun the gloom will take One little smile a day will brighten One kind remark … Continue reading
Posted in Eccentrically Eclectic, Poems
Tagged book, eBook, one seed, poem, publish, seed
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Be Happy for Me
Be happy for me When I am able to pull myself out of bed Even though my world is crashing down around me. Be happy for me When I can hope for a job Even though the school year … Continue reading
Posted in Aging & Changing, Poems
Tagged aging, brain, eBook, Kindle, poem, publish, unemployed, work, writing
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Creative Threads
For such a long time – day in and day out The brain has been stagnant with rot. Too many decisions, too much stressful life Ties creative threads in a knot. Then comes an event that threatens to … Continue reading
Posted in Aging & Changing, Poems
Tagged aging, creative, God, poem, pray, publish, thread, unemployed
12 Comments
Sinking
Another door closed The trail is blocked and futile The path is quicksand It sucks her down To struggle is useless She knows But still she resists the urge to surrender –Dawn Cawthon Behrens
It’s a Matter of Color
The white trainer Cannot hire the black lawn professional for her yard The brown manager Cannot hire the white trainer for a job The red artist Cannot order art supplies from the brown manager The yellow art dealer Cannot buy the … Continue reading
Posted in Eccentrically Eclectic, Poems
Tagged color, green, money, poem, prejudice, unemployed
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The Race
Her gait is awkward Progress is laborious Straining to focus on the target Stumbling as she manipulates her body down the track Determination evidenced in each muscle of her face and body She hears the words of encouragement The cheers … Continue reading
Posted in Aging & Changing, Poems
Tagged brave, Oklahoma Special Olympics, Oklahoma State University, poem, race, Stillwater, unemployed
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Waves
As the waves lap endlessly over the beach, Small particles of sand are moved and carried away. So goes segments of the soul As the waves of doubt and fear Persistently advance and withdraw… Fragmenting the psyche Conveying away … Continue reading