Category Archives: Aging

Growing Pain

Hostility’s perceptively reduced.We see that 18 is a calmer agethan 16 was. Or maybe “calm” is loosedwith timely therapy. There is no gaugeavailable, but now the second’s juicedby anger Mom can’t manage to assuage.This middle kid was never harsh or … Continue reading

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My Time’s My Own

My time’s my own. I’m old enough to sowwhatever crop I choose. I live alone,with resources and health enough to knowmy time’s my own. But so far I’m so busy that I’ve grownto cherish days when I don’t have to … Continue reading

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Currently

Anticipation used to be the bestemotion for excitement in my heart.I forward-looked so well it warmed my chest,enjoying most before events would start.That’s why I didn’t fancy a surprise,and friends who left plans loose deflected mefrom wanting to connect. I … Continue reading

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Clear Gold

Among the benefits of growing oldI want to list invisibility.The silver hair’s not ugly, but the goldis now I have the opportunityto watch unseen, to witness and beholdthe denizens of my community.Conspicuous I tended from my youth.I’m liking anonymity, in … Continue reading

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Aged Appetite/Mulish Mind

She wants a burger every time we trya restaurant we haven’t been to yet.The menu has some options that could fly,but she’s uncomfortable – her mind gets seton ordinary fare, and she’ll forgetthat sandwich is too loaded to be fun.She’ll … Continue reading

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Survival Strategies

If we review our early history,and recollect survival modes that youand I deployed, we’ll witness strategy.If we review… And when we isolate the chosen clueto navigate young trauma, mysteryis shallow – diagnosis is see-through. We understand what worked for you … Continue reading

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Folie a Deux (After 50 Years)

We met and soon became committed friends,eccentrics in our high school for 2 years,in thought and walks pursuing our own ends,diverging but with smiles, from our peers. And I assumed our efforts mutual.We seemed to have consensus for each act.We … Continue reading

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No Worsening

Is it a sign of wisdom or defeat,to shift the corporate goals from an attempttoward better to resistance and retreat?At what age is a character exemptfrom images that trigger self-contempt?Perhaps at four and seventy (or less),a goal to not diminish … Continue reading

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Contemplating the Promise

We promised more than once that we would telleach other if we noticed any signof age-compressed perspectives that impelone’s personality to snit, repine,or tunnel vision, blurred and inward-turned.To forward and beyond we made our pact.But treaty’s gone to needy – … Continue reading

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Slam

I’d love to talk about the other K –how orbits of dependents have been skewed,and what the friend abandonments convey,suggesting flaws in view and attitude.I’d like to think aloud about a choicea dear one made, apparently impelledby pain, who didn’t … Continue reading

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