Category Archives: Aging

The Skeptic’s Optimism

I ought to be a pessimist, and yetmy serotonin levels must be high.I’ve never been depressed, and blue moods getbrief tenancy in me. Oh I can cryat tragedy, and worries may besetthat loved ones won’t prevail at what they try.But … Continue reading

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Overfull

An office day and then a meal with Mom,succeeded by this trek across the bay(with three legs), now I’m stretching to stay calm –for after travel, there’s a cost to payabove the fare and food, in timing’s flay.I’ll follow with … Continue reading

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Personal Gain

This daily poetry can’t all be great,though I condition for integrity.More often than a piece to celebrate,it’s used to store minutia about me.My current mood or some activityI wish to recollect will float this boat.I’m quietly enjoying victory,implying, lest these … Continue reading

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Inability to Relax

I sat beside her in the restaurant,engaging with my patience at a maxthrough maze of menu choosing what she’d want,though knowing she’d complain at the attacksof too much food or noise. The woman lacksmost hearing, and cognition’s inward-turned.I tried but … Continue reading

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Home Stretch

The circumstance that makes this age so fine,you say, is you can drop the social poseand be yourself. But that’s no goal of mine.I never could be other, and I choseand labored to be truly seen. My lineis not achieving … Continue reading

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A Little Change, An Extra Day

The Wednesday visit pays a low return –we’ve little time together, and it’s latewhen I get home. I better answer yearnto interact when we can activatea weekend morning – cottage club’s our datefor hours playing, reading, loving time.I cancelled Wednesday … Continue reading

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Twenty Twenty-six

Near ten days into Twenty Twenty-sixI finished with the circum-holidays.The fetes were done, and down were candle wicks,the birthdays celebrated, and the mazeof novelties were solved. I need no fix –I’m feeling fine – I’m readying to blazea path projected … Continue reading

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The New Recipe

I used to think the barrier to proseat length was lack of patience for the plotproceeding at the pace it should. I choseshort forms instead, accepting what I’m not.But as I edge toward days when I’ll composewithout a detailed outline, … Continue reading

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Six Days Off

My almost-week alone was very nice.I slept so much at night I took no nap.I didn’t overuse any device,but typed and solved and screened enough. One appI glad-deleted. Masked and bombed I thriceindulged. Of restlessness I had no scrap,while anger … Continue reading

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Return

Invited to survey my every sense,I felt a twinge of warning in my spine,the fire on my left, and no offensereceived or sent to others. Peace was mine,and music was the rain – a bit intenseand coursing down the glass, … Continue reading

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