Category Archives: Aging

Fails and Fluctuations

Misplacing several surnames recently,and losing till a prompt “formaldehyde,”I won’t ignore the signs entirely.My thoughts have lost some cutting edge. Insideis not as hale as it’s assumed to bewhen I’m away from mirrors, and abidewith expectations set five decades back.I’ll … Continue reading →

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Unteaching

A day of listening produced new thought.I spent it with my darling talk-starved kid.As soon as I inclined to speak, I caughtmyself, and paused to let her fill the spacebetween us. That relaxed me some, and broughta bit of happy … Continue reading →

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Sanctuary Thoughts

In public meditation Friday night,two motivations soon arose in me:accepting age’s change to feel all right,and helping others triumph presently.To work to comprehend fragility,adopt a goal protective, thorough, smart,and listen to each loved one patiently –describes the message mind received … Continue reading →

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Strange Estrangement

I’d rather you not tell your partner my negative news.But I don’t intend to request that you muzzle your speech.So I guess I’ll keep my own counsel, and play my own bluesso softly no murmurs your brotherly eardrums will reach.

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Well, Unwell

The test results I read have knocked me some.My posture and my exercise inclinedme to assume, although I know that’s dumb.But I did not expect the rig to findhip bones appropriate for flight. I’m numb,and need some time to set … Continue reading →

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A Week Before Travel

Ten years ago, it took a day or twofor head colds to progress from throat to nose.But owing now to age or maybe newvariety of virus, most a weekof drippy throat besets before I brewvoice-changing clog and heated heavy head.Right … Continue reading →

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Tuesday Trivia

It isn’t that I’m ill or feeling bad.Most things are going well. I’m getting restand needs are met, but lately I have hadsome incidents online that turned me stressedto telephone and text, and they’ve compressedmy meditations and deflected meto staggered … Continue reading →

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Cold Stew

My house is cold. A door cannot be closedthat’s been removed today to be restained.There’s sun but it is colder than supposed.My comfort can’t be suitably sustainedunless I sit by fireside, red-nosedand ruddy-cheeked, my temperature maintainedbut not my temper. I’m … Continue reading →

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Renewing

Two days a week committed to anointmy cheeks and brow with cream that has “Renew-ing” in its name, I wonder what’s the point?There really isn’t much that one can donon-surgically, but even so it’s trueI have the time and purchase … Continue reading →

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Thursdays

My days of fullest liberty are two.On Monday and on Thursday I am freeto pick whatever things I want to do,without requests from friends or familyor specialists with care for their purview.And Monday’s nice, but Thursday’s come to bemy favorite, … Continue reading →

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