Category Archives: Aging

Post-Covid Travel

The last five years, I haven’t traveled far.I’ve never ventured out with easiness,and as I age considerations areincreasing. I have ways to calm the stress,but doubt I can extinguish it in full.No matter how I do, I can’t correctthe urge … Continue reading

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Staying Down

I’ve recently been spending time amongacquaintances who aren’t doing well.I’m sorry, but I try to hold my tongue,show sympathy, and don’t attempt to tellthem they could stretch their necks and breathe a spellof self-esteem and -care that’s nourishing.I’ve seen their … Continue reading

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Small Changes

I’m moving slower, but it’s not becauseI’m older or in pain or feel unwell.Avoiding careless injury and flawsin attitude – now grace begins to gelin me – a microchange in every cell.The dashing never won me any boon –it only … Continue reading

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Bon Voyage

Three weeks from now I’ll be away from here,near midway through a tantalizing trip.I used to travel thus most every year,the chosen mode quite often via ship.But Covid intervened with crowding fear,with age and caution acting like a whipthat drove … Continue reading

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The Bite

Some creature must have targeted my wrist.I noticed nearly 14 days agoa quarter-size of redness. Something kissedthat didn’t feel mosquito-ish. I knowit might have been a spider. They insiston thriving here this time of year. The showof red diminishes with … Continue reading

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Warning

In dream I acted an entitled bitch.In fact I don’t veer very much that way,but am I wholly lacking a trait whichI criticize in some and might displaya microbit at times? It’s time to switch –I rose with aim and … Continue reading

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A Good ‘Hood

I have some friends on waiting lists to moveto units built for over-55.I understand convenience and approveof choice but think, as long as I’m alive,I’ll opt to live among diversityin all respects, but most of all in years.The young around … Continue reading

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Setting a Low Bar

The ℞ for today is laying low –my hips are tight; my shoulders now complain.My stamina for walking says to slowit down, and here’s a Thursday to refrainfrom any extra effort. I’ll regainmy vigor soon – right now I’ll give … Continue reading

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Me and the Spider

Again surprised at sensitivityfrom muscles I thought I’d well exercised…I chased a spider. Now I get to beagain surprised. She scurried on my sheet. I recognizedher leggy form and smashed her fatally.Today my quadriceps are compromised. I move with stiffness; … Continue reading

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On the Threshold of Wisdom

I’m trying when I transit through a doorto whisper to myself encouragement.My kid says stepping on another floorcan reset active memory. I’m benttoday on bending better, and what’s more,I’m not averse to stretching my extent.It’s worth a week’s attempt. It’s … Continue reading

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