This bit of mysteriousness emerged from somewhere…
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poetry
The last dispatch from the dearly departed (A poem)
An early morning poem after a good night’s sleep…
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The death of the Grand Dame (A poem)
Attempting to form a tribute from a jumble of impressions on a very long day…
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Sickbed slumber #4 (a poem)
Almost better—just one day, maybe two, to go…
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Sickbed slumber #3 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold, continued…
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Sickbed slumber #2 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold…
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Standards (a poem)
Sick since yesterday, but still writing…
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The first one to go (A poem)
Intrigued today by the idea that some folks will always be with us…
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Here at Rainbow Ridge we could get lost for days and days before they knew we were gone (A poem)
Managing to get some things down on paper despite being mostly occupied with meeting a Monday deadline…
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The permanence of memory (A poem)
Actually, I was awake at 12:30 a.m. on New Year’s Day, but poetic license…
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