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Another love poem to my precious Portland

I’ll admit it – I am head over heels in love with Portland! Every time I step out my door and onto her streets, the love affair is renewed. This morning was a tease of blue skies, just a whisper of a breeze, along with coffee and an oh so delicious pastry at a nearby boulangerie (just a fancy word for a bakery that delights the wordsmith in me). And on the way home, a poem jumps up and down inside of me until I find pen and paper.

The Capricious City

 

She calls to me

A siren song

The temptress

“Come to me”

Is there a place for me to stay?

“There is room for all in my heart”

What will I find?

“I give you a feast of freedom to be yourself

A song of unbridled passion

A dance of misplaced steps”

 

Then her wry sense of humor is exposed

As I walk her streets

I spy

A tiny pink car on three wheels

Men in tights on bikes

Doll parts in the window

Interesting and disturbing

All in the same breath

 

Still, I accept her invitation

And nestle in her sweet bosom

As she sings me

Lullabies

From her rose-shaped heart

 

 

 

 

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Free time

I love being retired! And with it comes a welcome and refreshing amount of free time; time to do the things I had always dreamed about doing, and sometimes not really doing much at all. Either way, it is my choice, what I decide to do with all my time – my treasure chest of free time.

My answer to a question

 

The question was asked of me

“What do you do with all your time?”

 

Well, today I journeyed to the park

I packed a bag full of books and filled my water bottle

And after I grew weary of reading

I lay down on the carpet of lush green grass

Closing my eyes, I saw my surroundings with my ears

There were cars driving by, and buses loudly humming

The bicycle man drove by shouting out “ice cream!”

Wind enticed the leaves into conversation

I heard flashing lights of red and blue from the frantic fire truck

Then I opened my eyes

I saw the trees waving hello to me

Their long branches heavy with abundant leaves

Creating a canopy over me, gently shading the sunlight

And I saw people like me, in the park

Doing what they will do with their time

 

Once more I was asked

“What do you do with all your time?”

Well, today I journeyed to the river

I sauntered along the river walk for a time

Then I grew weary and retired to a bench

And I watched a yellow kayak float by

It reminded me of a banana floating on the water

I listened to the gulls

Complaining to one another

About the lack of food the tourists feed them nowadays

And I noticed the bridges

Lined up like stiffened arms reaching across the water

The one made of dark black steel beckoned to me

So I accepted its invitation of safe passage

And crossed from west to east

My view of places is altered

I see where I was; downtown buildings dot the landscape

The esplanade I walk down shifts and floats with the river

And I see people walking along, just like me

Doing what they will with their time

 

The persistent questioning continues

“What do you do with all your time?”

Well, today I grabbed some money and a credit card (just in case)

And I journeyed to the mecca of quaint shops, eateries and other delights

That make up my neighborhood

I zig zag in and out of stores

Some offer such pretty summer clothes

But look! I found a new hat!

The tea shop up the wooden stairs has the most delicious teas

But today was hot, and I had a cold beer instead

Sitting at a sidewalk table

And one more stop before I go home

The bakery – with the macaroon cookies – their specialty

I wait in line behind all the people

Doing what they will with their time

 

So now I have a question for you

What do you do with all your time?

 

 

 

 

 

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