Category Archives: Aging

Extended Nest Emptying

I don’t remember sadness when the nestwas emptying – I had so much to do,there was no leisure for a heavy chest.The kids were old enough, and able too.I have some recollection of a fussI felt inside, when each was … Continue reading

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After a Dream

I wonder have I grown too old to like a peer, if I could meet one interesting? Perhaps my heart’s too callused now and sore, and throbbed too many times to sense the spike of Cupid’s arrow loosed while on … Continue reading

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These Old Bones

Restarting yoga after 17 days resting, testing to recovery, I understand the practice more, and mean to focus my intention with each breath. I took the floor right after some caffeine and poetry, and relished every pose. Although I’m not … Continue reading

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Octad

I’m trying not to think ahead too much — indeed that habit only makes me fret. While thoughtfulness is fine, I need to clutch the Covid lesson, so I don’t forget to live each day in present tense, and let … Continue reading

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Lights

I listened to the song you sent, and it demolished me. I understand just what you meant — it’s where I want to be.

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The End of an Era

The day has come to put away my gear. I always knew with luck I would succumb to age, and now the time to stop is here. The day has come. I smoked so much when I was careless young, … Continue reading

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The Uninvited

Omitted for your politics?Your singledom? Or why?It might be something you could fix,if you’d admit a try.Instead I hear for all events,a reason to exclude.It’s not about intelligence,but nasty attitude.

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Significance

I didn’t feel emotionally numb,but when my eyes began to leak, I knewsignificance. They didn’t flow, but fromsomewhere in me tears welled and brimming grew.I felt no grief or sadness. I stood dumb,and recognizing something seeping through.A little seam of … Continue reading

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Eleventh Day

I started YouTube yoga on my flooreleven days ago. I found it tough.I modified and gentled it, for sure,and gradually I’m starting to improve.The humbling fact is I’m beyond mature,and I will lose what flexibilityremains in me, unless I move. … Continue reading

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Growing Humble

I’ve heard it takes some courage to grow old.That notion seems as weak and frail to meas letting decades pass with uncontrolledattention to one’s flexibility.The quality unmentioned should be told:this aging teaches me humility.I keep forgetting – how I used … Continue reading

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