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Connections: October 13.17

Economy of words

is not my strongest suit

I’m Irish, blather-minded,

an English major to boot.

But occasionally I’ll do it

say it all in just one word

here’s syllable to prove it

in a box of the absurd.

Packing up my years

forces me to see

in wording and in living

downsizing is the key.

 

 

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Connections: October 8.17

“It’s where you put your eyes”

so went the lesson lyrical

teaching point of view

based on the empirical.

The children’s song holds true

as we try to be reflective

about our portioned turmoil

and strive for sane perspective.

 

 

More thanks to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.

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Connections: October 4.17

Upheaval and chaos

visual din

hazard to elbow

ankle and shin

finally sold

my house inside-out

I’m up to my ears

what am I about?

am I stressed, twitterpated

sleepless? You bet.

Do I know where I’m going?

No! Not yet!

But life has its moments

of precariousness

we just have to hold on

and slog through the mess.

 

 

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Connections: September 30.17

In the center of this twiggy heap

you’ll spy a dot of red

it’s the littlest tiniest bug

yes, a bug is what I said!

The littlest tiniest busiest

scurrying as if crazed

HOLD STILL! I ordered grandly

but he raced about, unfazed.

I couldn’t count his legs

they were just a blur

I couldn’t see a wing

scale, feather or fur

so I think it was a bug

bright as cinnamon heart

harrumphing at out-sized humans

who seem not to be all that smart.

 

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