Tagged: gift

here’s three-quarters of

here’s three-quarters of
my watermelon, you offered,
and summer begins
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: watermelon

feeling lucky some

feeling lucky some
of the time, if not
all of the
time, is already
a gift of luck
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: lucky

perhaps we are merely

perhaps we are merely
one hundred thousand
chickens
away from
combating poverty
and injustice
and instability
and racism
and disease
and hunger
and hate
and loss
and mortality –
the chicken
or the egg
.
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i am opening

i am opening
a fresh package of
candied pinto
beans and
remembering
how you used to
carry them overseas,
from grandma to
grandma to
granddaughter,
hand to hand to
hand, an exchange
all at once
familiar and
unfamiliar, a
sugar-coated
nostalgia
.
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there are mornings

there is irony

daddy’s girl

we have the luxury

we have the luxury
to do luxurious
things

on our day
off – count species
of birds, debate
sine waves vs. square
waves over
brunch, sync up
twelve tracks
to unwrap a gift
.
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in the hour before

in the hour before
waking, the body
is wrapped in the
most welcoming
sheets, with a
gift of vibrant
dreams to break
down
walls
.
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on sunday morning, i am

on sunday morning, i am
concentrating
on the bouquet you gave

to me: with care, i take it apart,
assign each piece
into essential and

trivial. as usual, there are
more trivial, and i am left
with fourteen stems to cut, slice, and

rip into shape, before gathering
them to stand, mostly tiptoes
in shallow water – the typical

beginnings
of a relationship: uprooted,
unedited, and wet
.
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