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The Gathering on the Veranda.

We gathered on the veranda, the heat dissipated for the day. Impromptu, we each brought a wine glass and between us managed to assemble: a bottle of wine (full-bodied red blend of some kind), dark chocolate, extra sharp cheddar, olives, water biscuits, and creamed feta. 385 more words

Poetry

Strung and drang.

Fine webs re-appear,

relentless spiders on the car mirror,

driver’s side,

every morning without fail.

I dream

wrapped in webs diaphanous,

sticky crocheted shawls… 35 more words

Poetry

Summer.

How is your

Summer?

He asks,  just perfunctory

I’m sure.

But the lace curtains waft

often enough in the warm breezes

over scrub grass of lawns past, 67 more words

Poetry

On Time . . .

Time has its absolute control:

nothing can be done to halt or to grow –

and yet as I age I swear time has sped up: 43 more words

Poetry

Winding down.

A poem in three parts, for x. ~

The wind is wailing today.

If I could I would ignore

as it slices through me, 51 more words

Poetry

Remember, you.

Remember when you were young,

and singing a song or whirling to dance

made you so happy?

You ran on the beach,

stretched your arms to the sky… 160 more words

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Crazy little place called Love . . .

Love is where Alone goes when

it gathers its optimism,

feels buoyant again –

able to try, to give, to compromise,

put perfection aside… 40 more words

Poetry