Category Archives: Aging

The Email

Receiving an email I’d never expect,awaiting a flight that’s delayed,I read of a favor I didn’t detectwhen granted, which your words conveyed.Without you describing, I’d not recollectthe kindness your missive portrayed.The truth, is I played fair – I only play … Continue reading

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Body Language

I ventured on an extra little strolltwo days ago, to use up half an hourspare, and buy a snack while on a rollof energy. I figured I could wearthe sandals engineered to lift my soleand cushion shock, this long since … Continue reading

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A Longer Slower Way Around

When I was in my prime, I used to askmyself each morning what I had to do –what couldn’t be delayed? Which timely taskrequired my attention, and when through,just how would I reward accomplishment?What treat would I enjoy when I … Continue reading

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Up Garber

I hurt my foot and backed off walking much.I missed it, but my age I don’t forget.Now after several weeks I’m back in touchwith stamina – I know I’m not dead yet.I’m lengthening my effort lately, suchthat I decided yesterday, … Continue reading

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Local Love

With gratitude I look around todayat nothing local loud, abrupt or rude.There’s no event or torment here, I saywith gratitude. Asked if I’m looking forward and imbuedwith eagerness for family and play,in truth that doesn’t really fit my mood. But … Continue reading

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Vestibules

It’s seldom that I slumber through the night.I gave up cannabis, and I’m so oldI wake up oftentimes. Such sleeping lightmakes several opportunities, all told,to linger between dream and conscious sight –a zone of interest, semi-self-controlled.Such vestibules I frequent, where … Continue reading

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The Compliment

She called me “stalwart,” and the complimentremained in mind as I walked home with food.Behind me in the checkout line, she sentthe syllables at me and tipped my mood.She seemed my age, and neither weak nor bent.Her query “Are you … Continue reading

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Conundrum

On one hand, I have learned to patientlyabide, for change comes slower every year.But then again each day’s a gem to me,and I don’t want to spend one passively.I aim to plumb the puzzle till it’s clear,by clue amazing, talisman … Continue reading

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Septuagenarianism

From when I wake at dawn till 2 p.m.,I’m busy, active, driven to result.I have at least 10 items, tackle them,and usually 3 specials. Difficultit isn’t, habit-formed as an adult(Mom called me selfish/lazy till I grew).I’m proud-productive, over that insult,but … Continue reading

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A Worry Break

It isn’t that I worry activelyabout my kids – they grew up long ago.But as I survey life, the qualityof their experience – their jobs and health,their moods, their challenges with family –is part of what I reckon every day.This … Continue reading

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