Filter Tip Duet

in the wee hours in the wrong hours of the long minutes of loss and embargo I semi-breathe but fully burn while lungs weep and the heart counter-punches

Now I first coffee when I used to Last Call… sip and cough alternately…

clutter the quiet to take the credit for awakening that incorrigible early bird to sing his sweeter song

NaPoWriMo April 4, 2012
a back to baseball repost

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I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

10 thoughts on “Filter Tip Duet”

  1. Hello.
    Most days, I am up early. It’s the best time of the day for me…I know I’ll have a good hour of peace and quiet to get my daily exercises in, quiet reflection and write some poetry. Depending on how much time I have left over, I might even catch up on some social networking too. Enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing.



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