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Downton Abbey’s back! / We revel in and relish / the mass addiction.
Reckoning / with the past, future / beckoning.
A bright winter day / the shadow shapes and snow lines / recede together.
He held up a sign / I could not read, driving by / but guessed what it said.
Remember / your location is / Level One.
I have decided / I will certainly be late to / my own funeral.
Leaves leaving / revealing the scars / left by storms.
It hurts me / that I can’t shield her / from all hurt.
School concert / should a clarinet / squeak like that?
Had to put on threes / so I could repair my twos / and find my lost ones.
Took a step forward / from black and white to gray / close yet far away.
Still recovering / from Thanksgiving, Black Friday / now Cyber Monday.
Whipping wickedly / chill wind makes a liar of / brightly shining sun.
Fall fallen / shoved aside, Winter / takes the stage.
Reminded / to feel, speak, today / thankfully.
I woke for two hours / just as time fell back so it / only took one hour.
Now we read from the / book of the dead, stilled voices / we must always hear.
Reclining on couch / Buddha on the windowsill / daughter beside me.
Labor holiday? / Brief exchange of office work / for home and yard work.
Crickets, cicadas / vociferously debate / whether it will rain.
Swallowed together / culprit and cure, my coffee / and my heartburn pill.
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