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Mental Health

Father Dirt

flat on your back
is as good a place
as any to decide
you can’t go lower…

A. Violet February 24, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Succession

winter blues
give way
like an unlocked door
to anxious red-orange…

A. Violet February 21, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Little Do We Know

What did folks do before almanacs
and forecasts,
did they have stretches of gray
days where they just said…

A. Violet February 13, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Blame It On Me

I soak in sun,
scheduled
for 15 minutes,
an hour…

A. Violet February 10, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Obstacle

sitting here, staring
at a page, wondering,
who built the obstacle…

A. Violet January 24, 2021 Postaday, Tanka

Hang In There

On the dark days,
remember today’s
sun rays,
remember it’s hiding…

A. Violet January 9, 2021 Free Form, Postaday

Crazy is a Journey I Haven’t Finished

Taking leave of one’s senses,
they call it, when someone
is supposedly going crazy.
What they mean, of course…

A. Violet December 31, 2020 Free Form, Postaday

Sometimes You’re Wrong

Sometimes you figure a drive
to get out of the house will be good
for you, clear your head,
and then you’re driving down
a country road, and it’s a good…

A. Violet December 28, 2020 Free Form, Postaday

Facelift

You’ve seen my brave face,
my game face,
my smile-at-the world face,
my everything-is fine face…

A. Violet December 27, 2020 Free Form, Postaday

My Demons

Look, the sunshine is happening,
and I got a walk outside,
and the leftover lasagna was excellent
at lunch, and I had a cookie afterward…

A. Violet December 26, 2020 Free Form, Postaday

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