Category Archives: Aging

Best Guess

Does this post-nasal drip portend a cold?(The kids I hug have recently been well.)Or could it be the start of Covid’s hold?(I’m negative but it’s too soon to tell.)I woke at 3 to feeling choked with phlegm,and didn’t screen a … Continue reading

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Resistance Training

The challenge is to certainly decideto rest an ailing area again.It’s quite improved since yesterday. I’d ridemy stationary bike, if I were tenyears younger, like I felt last week inside.But now is here and otherwise than then.Tomorrow I expect to … Continue reading

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Back Care

I think I can ease this though I’m over seventy-three,in spite of the fact that they told me there isn’t a fix.The sad diagnosis the doctor depicted for megoes back to a summer of pain in Two Thousand and Six.I … Continue reading

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Mom’s Almost-Fall

She didn’t fall, exactly – more a slide,slow-motion and against the idling car,until she gently met the asphalt. Pridedictated her denial, but by farit was the softest topple. Sure we arerelieved we saw no injury. We heldher and uprighted her, … Continue reading

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Monday Mine

A friend suggested lunch and I agreed.We settled on a Monday meal, althoughI love to spend that day at home, to readand write and edit, talking to myselfas much as I require, want or need.On Sunday late the email hit … Continue reading

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Draft About Three

I’ve loved my brothers over 60 years.We get along, and one I often see.The other (middle) left us for the spheresex-patriot and, now retired, helives half a thousand miles from home base,where even yet our mother carries on.We text or … Continue reading

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Impatient Patient Log

Impatient even now, past 95,she seeks a speedy fix for any ill.She’s been this way as long as I’m alive –task-oriented with a stubborn will.Each fall she takes she’ll bruise and bleed, but stillshe lives and mends in months, to … Continue reading

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To Feel Your Best (YWA)

To feel my best, I guess I can’t forego.I thought to skip a day, to try to rest,but less than half an hour I’ll bestow,to feel my best. I overdid last night, to fete a guest –a lot of wine, … Continue reading

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Tentativity

We speak again and neither utters ill,but not about my life, my news, my pen.I feel relief but now I wonder: willwe speak again? I’m tired of her bigotry on men,her tendency to flouncing quit or chill,her failure to admit … Continue reading

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Saturday Sweet

Last Saturday was relatively nice.She didn’t criticize or “should,” the wayshe has for ages. I heard no advicelast Saturday. And that was why my heart began to swayto softness. My defenses then were iceexposed to summer sunlight’s noon display. The … Continue reading

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