June 4
2019
I love Portland in June
On the historic register: 1926 apt building
On the fickleness
Of the ability to
Be grateful each day....
A searing sore throat:
Once the pain's gone, I'll forget
Until the next time.
2013
My amazing twin
Played a Tchaikovsky solo.
How do I share it?
Saying hello and
Goodbye to the wildflowers.
Next week the woods close.
I love Portland in June
On the historic register: 1926 apt building
Haven’t been to the Vista Springs Cafe in decades!
The scent of roses
And whistles of distant trains.
I eat home baked scones.
Low water pressure
Makes filling the tea kettle
A contemplation.
2017
Tonight we're greeted
By two girls in bathing suits:
They're selling "fresh air."
While we walk I think,
Thoughts both airy and deep; yet
I dream of coffee
2016
PT’s pic: Having fun at the air show
Air show moments; can't wait to see PT's pix. Worth the heat exhaustion.
1/8 of the line to the air show shuttle: a 2-hour wait, and we weren't allowed to walk in. Aargh!
2014
Feeling like hell, but
Soothed by a furry purrball...
Better than hot tea.
And whistles of distant trains.
I eat home baked scones.
Makes filling the tea kettle
A contemplation.
Tonight we're greeted
By two girls in bathing suits:
They're selling "fresh air."
While we walk I think,
Thoughts both airy and deep; yet
I dream of coffee
2016
PT’s pic: Having fun at the air show
Feeling like hell, but
Soothed by a furry purrball...
Better than hot tea.
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Of the ability to
Be grateful each day....
A searing sore throat:
Once the pain's gone, I'll forget
Until the next time.
2013
My amazing twin
Played a Tchaikovsky solo.
How do I share it?
Saying hello and
Goodbye to the wildflowers.
Next week the woods close.
2011
Hazy green water
Reflecting clouds and mountains:
Roadside rice paddies.
I type to the sounds
Of duel snoring: Carbon
And Dave are napping.
Am filled with love for
The big guy: he says things like
"My foopies are cold."
2009
Am I Dorothy or Auntie Em? Fallen petals spiral upward, trees lie horizontally, and I go outside to check it out when I have a perfectly good window.
Hazy green water
Reflecting clouds and mountains:
Roadside rice paddies.
I type to the sounds
Of duel snoring: Carbon
And Dave are napping.
Am filled with love for
The big guy: he says things like
"My foopies are cold."
2009
Am I Dorothy or Auntie Em? Fallen petals spiral upward, trees lie horizontally, and I go outside to check it out when I have a perfectly good window.
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