off loaded myself into a momentary pause,
of quiet reflection, errands dome, now we
wait for our Sunday guests, who come in
all, sizes, ages, a potpourri of friends and
relatable~relatives, but not till noon, and
the nyc marathon will inevitable delay their
celebrated arrival
speak to you in comfortable tones, comforting,
those who just happen to be alone, think of
this as your invitation to join us please, in deeds,
indeed, you are more than welcome, as honored
poet~guests, with sig. others, and any four legged
pets
included.
it’s chilly in nyc today, an excellent forecast for the
runners, who are roundly cheered as a tribute to
their work ethic, of body prep, and endurance mental,
to get ready for this trial by time & distance
so couch~hound, me, just letting my hair down,
and happy to share this timeout from the onerous,
the pile of papers that demanded my attention
at least two weeks ago…but I say, no matter, no
matter me, this is just a poet, who knows that when
the head doesn’t demand an ecrivez, you gotta
ecrivez anyway, because listening to your heart
is always good, and I even hear your hearts too,
because
hear is 80% of heart,
and that my dears
ain’t no accident …
fin. <nml>
postscript
————-
hear/heart = 4/5 = 80%
and unintentionally my smile goes all whimsical, go “figure”
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 10:56 AM UTC
off loaded myself into a momentary pause,
of quiet reflection, errands dome, now we
wait for our Sunday guests, who come in
all, sizes, ages, a potpourri of friends and
relatable~relatives, but not till noon, and
the nyc marathon will inevitable delay their
celebrated arrival
speak to you in comfortable tones, comforting,
those who just happen to be alone, think of
this as your invitation to join us please, in deeds,
indeed, you are more than welcome, as honored
poet~guests, with sig. others, and any four legged
pets
included.
it’s chilly in nyc today, an excellent forecast for the
runners, who are roundly cheered as a tribute to
their work ethic, of body prep, and endurance mental,
to get ready for this trial by time & distance
so couch~hound, me, just letting my hair down,
and happy to share this timeout from the onerous,
the pile of papers that demanded my attention
at least two weeks ago…but I say, no matter, no
matter me, this is just a poet, who knows that when
the head doesn’t demand an ecrivez, you gotta
ecrivez anyway, because listening to your heart
is always good, and I even hear your hearts too,
because
hear is 80% of heart,
and that my dears
ain’t no accident …
fin. <nml>
postscript
————-
hear/heart = 4/5 = 80%
and unintentionally my smile goes all whimsical, go “figure”
