Category Archives: Aging

Projects

The phrase “by baby steps” does not make sense –to walk matriculates the human stagefrom infancy to toddlerhood. Defenseof verbal right, upon the air or page,propels me to employ, at no expense,some syllables more faultless to engage.I’m pruning, shredding matter … Continue reading →

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For Now

For now, I’m feeling younger than my years.I’m noting painless days, agility,and optimistic attitude. What rearsin me for now is positivity.Although I have concerns, no freight appearsto press me down, and flexibilityis even better than the breadth I seek.I take … Continue reading →

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Old Timer

Among descendants, there are issues now.One has a mystery disease of eye.Another seems amnesiac on howto handle money, budget, or applyparental strategy. A third won’t trya path to health without a doctor’s fix.I turn to pruning plants and prose, and … Continue reading →

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Not Charmed

The word was “sexercise.” The mode was text.The seatmate on her plane was fun at first.But what a move he opted to make next:unwitty and unsubtle, like the worsthe voiced when young. His posture, as he nursedhis cocktail and confessed … Continue reading →

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Kneediness

I’m calling it arthritis in my knee,though I possess no medical degree.But I retain a patient memoryof diagnosis and failed therapy,three decades past. It’s giving tweaks to meon rising but it likes activity.I’m four years shy of 80 now, and … Continue reading →

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Marital Narrative Roundel

So do I dare present this piece of workto him, to read and ponder? Is it fair?I plumbed my recall, inking like a clerk.So do I dare? I stripped away the fluff and didn’t sparemy ego, or the father’s rolling … Continue reading →

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Receipts

We lunched and we conversed about old age:the loss of stamina, the rise of ache.And our devices eavesdropped like some sage,that quietly receptive. But it’s fake.For afterwards my phone produced a pagewith remedies some advertisers make.Hibiscus tea to pee, they’d … Continue reading →

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A Fate Worse than Learning

She must get off on yelling, I conclude.Her cable died again, and when the Techno-showed, she called and castigated, rudeand adamant that she’d not wait three days.Demanding supervisor time, she booed,she threatened, but her calls were not returned.At last she … Continue reading →

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Yoga Hunt

My yoga mentor’s dealing with a fiveyear old right now, and for today she saidthat Going on a Bear Hunt will reviveme some, and so I started it insteadof videos for older folk. Now I’vea favorite book replaying in my … Continue reading →

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Sonic

I guess I don’t use internet as muchas many others do. The Wifi ceasedlast night – the TV stuttered out of touch,and when I called, I learned my link decreasedtwo days ago – 500 drops were sucha deal they’ll come … Continue reading →

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