Category Archives: Aging

Down Time

It took some time but now we think I caughtthe virus that infected both my kids,their mates and children. Less than they, not fraughtwith symptoms, my assessment just forbidsexertion, chill or company. The thoughtof leaving home repels. I’ll rest eyelidsand … Continue reading →

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Diminution Notice

Alive now 16 years in widowhood,and doing better than we thought she would(with sedentary habits, smoking, stress,we’ve been astounded at her heartiness,and some opine she’s too mean for the dark –she’ll send the Reaper packing, with a bark),I see her … Continue reading →

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Tending to Ending

“It ends so often badly,” was the phrase.I heard it recently, or maybe readthe syllables, but ever since it playsrecurrently, a worm inside my head,a view I don’t dispute. In truth I dreada bad decline. I plan to exerciseas many … Continue reading →

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Eye Exam

I don’t mind eye exams, but I’d avoiddilating drops forever if I could.By consequential glare I am annoyed,and though I know the doctor needs a goodlook in the orb – because the likelihoodof problem is increased, by age conveyed –for … Continue reading →

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Danger Home

Her folks divorced when she was 6 years old.Her father grew disordered in his mind.She sensed the edginess, but never toldher mother how the evenings misaligned.Two score of years were fated to unfoldbefore she trod that neighborhood, to finda memory … Continue reading →

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Guilty (The Asshole)

I recollect that lunch I had with youa decade and a half post our divorce,describing how my own self-knowledge grewto counter some old causes of remorse.Then glibly you replied you’d known no guiltsince we split up, as if I were … Continue reading →

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Careful

I’m healthy but I need to take more carewith how I eat and drink and move around.I’m better now, inhaling only air,but three score thirteen years have brought profoundadjustments. Overall, my body’s sound,but healing slows and appetites as well.A breeze … Continue reading →

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Tacking

I thought it was a kindness, every dayto call a friend who’s ailing and alone.I often had to search for things to say –my plate’s still full and so to fill the phonewith items I’d share details – chat awaythe … Continue reading →

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Condensation

I boiled water for a nasal rinseand fogged my kitchen windows thoroughly.The garden view is looking wintry since,but spring in fact approaches bloomingly,so pollen irritates me, probably,producing mucus and persistent drainthat coats my throat and chokes phlegmatically,distilling a desire for … Continue reading →

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Photo Lessons

My dad and brother did photography;my daughter took it up before 15.A crowded field, there wasn’t space for me –I stuck with rhyme and meter for my screen.I sketched and painted too. I honed my sight,and though I liked their … Continue reading →

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