Saturday, December 03, 2022
Latest
for awhile or for always.
ten A.M. is when i woke,
because she came in and found me.
i bore no awareness of today.
out deeply, morning covered me.
see to my knee. out to be.
hear my plea -
return to me.
Friday, December 02, 2022
New month
old year
wearing thin
a hearty cheer
and begin again
so very quiet when day begins.
like winding back the years.
when there were fewer people
with less going on.
Thursday, December 01, 2022
Little reappears
first the rabbit's gone,
then wait a few days and
snap: Little is back in the yard.
Sunny, blue and cool.
a soft beginning for December.
like others i suppose,
though i don't remember.
hey, if you're not making notes on all
then days of seasons tend to blend.
that's pleasant also.
relax and keep working.
Wednesday, November 30, 2022
Vibrance
the morning woke me to the
tune of gusty wind and tap/humming rain.
our group Living With Change meets today; we can take it.
last nighr we went to Finney Chapel for Sergei Rachmaninoff's Second Piano Concerto in C Minor and Beethoven's Symphony Nine in C Minor. Giant goodness.
the pianist for sergei's really shook us down.
at the end we didn't stand for him and we should have. i should have jumped up, led the audience.
i thought he'd play after the intermission, he didn't. i'm saying so he knows how much we appreciated his performance.
Byron Wei-Xin Zhou knocked all socks off.
Monday, November 28, 2022
The week will turn December
can imagine my old truck on back roads
doing easy, steady and loving it.
Some friends are gone yet all i can remember.
had a slice of sandwich meat, orange cheese,
on a flower tortilla wrapped in a tube
then microwaved for thirty seconds.
this is home-cooking a good, hot meal.
also found the best icecream cone place
by the library, near the lake. end of the road
in Lorain. well frequented in the summer.
so good that two days before December
and i'm thinking about it.
Sunday, November 27, 2022
yes, rain again
a calm song going on
not too long, relatively. what's more?
our song is drops wet from the sky
oh, my, so i see it falling, splashing
good morning damp on our camp
this Sunday, a funday filled with football.
somewhat as soon as we tune it in, turn it on.
good day for keeping dry.
go ahead, now try.
i'll read some, play the piano,
create a line or few,
it's what i do.
this one's for you.
tap it out like code.
that's the mode, i'm told.
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