Category Archives: Aging

Peeve (Subjective I)

The older I become, the more I hatebehavior impolite or words that tryto rile. I have learned to modulatethe older I. I never went for any sort of lie.There’s murk and chaos in dishonest state.Exaggeration makes me question why. But … Continue reading

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The Present

I future-focused when I was a kid.I didn’t prosper in the here-and-nowin college in the 60’s, when we bidfarewell to past and future, trying howfor better presents – change that would allowa shot to every group our culture missed.(We mostly … Continue reading

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Poor Baby

On Tuesdays I commute, to lend a handwith work I’ve done for half a century.My brain’s still functional – I understandthe guts of a consulting industry.But he whom I support has got to beat home in isolation (Covid’s way).So I … Continue reading

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Sleepy Bear

I seldom take much time to fall asleep.I slumber lightly but I drift off fast.Last night, although I had no woes to keepme conscious, no anxieties amassed,I didn’t welcome Morpheus. At last,from 2 a.m. to 7, I went wheremy dreams … Continue reading

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Amnesiphilia

My thoughts of yesterday, about last year,I shared with whom I call my closest friend.For half a century, she’s been the peerI talk to most. And sometimes we contend,but mostly we agree and don’t offend.She countered she’s so much in … Continue reading

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Evident

My oldest friend complained the other dayher back is sore. She’s feeling like a wretch.She moaned a lot and then went on to sayshe’ll tend to it next week. “Don’t be a kvetch,”I countered. “There’s no reason to delay.Get on … Continue reading

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Old Romance

Subliming from a solid to a gas,your arrow’s on an arc to miss my heart.It’s not that I’d invite a sexy pass,but if our discourse is to have a start,it’s well you’ve moved from arrogant and crass,though nephew-like respect should … Continue reading

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The Fourth Time

I kind of like it when I’m incorrect.That path bisects a place where I can learn.Initially, we neither could connectbut recently, when I had to returnto meet you as a client, I at firstdisdained your arrogance just as before,abhorred your … Continue reading

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Pleasant Surprise

I know I have a herniated disk.My doctor told me 16 years ago.He read the MRI and said I riska rupture if I fail to care just so.And 50 years of phoning made a wreckof infrastructure in my upper spine.I’ve … Continue reading

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After an Early Task

Exertion that’s required can produceexquisite feeling after it is done.I had to leave my home and put in usecommuting skills, too early to be fun.My coffee I’d the tactic to reduce(so bladder pressure ratcheted to none).Two hours later I attained … Continue reading

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