Category Archives: Aging

An Altered Monday

I’m glad to note, the lumbar twinge perceivedwhen I arose today, diminished soon.And inconvenience lab and doctor peevedme with, will probably inspire thought.No doubt some novelty will be achieved,experienced through slightly altered state.And data will be gathered that’s believedof use, … Continue reading

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The First Talk

I waited 60 days to take a seatand ask an expert questions I possessed;his specialty is swamped by a completedisruption of nutrition, he’ll attest.I liked him and respect his skill, but guessedcorrectly he’d recite the standard care.So while I’m willing … Continue reading

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Passages

A bit concerned about last night’s report –her cracking voice, fatigue so evident,a mess she tried to clean of vile sort –and knowing that I have no precedentfor how the 99-year olds comportthemselves (without a time line prevalent),I carried tender … Continue reading

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Indolescence

Can she be indolent? If it’s a skill,she may need time to find her expertise.Since seventeen the girl’s derived a thrillfrom countering her mother’s harsh decreesof selfishness and laziness. Her willhas led to diligent activitiesthat now appear a form of … Continue reading

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Mirror Image

I’m guessing that she never really meantthose careless words. Some hours afterward,I thought it would be foolish to resentcomparison insulting and absurd.The other’s not alike – if there’s a bentfor acting like my mother, what I heardis incorrect. The case … Continue reading

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Dream Date

I woke from Wednesday’s dream at 3:15,and spent some minutes savoring a bit,remembering exciting chat betweenmyself and a companion who seemed fitto self-reveal and seek appropriatedescriptions of my preference and eschewal.I rose to consciousness and had to quit,but hope another … Continue reading

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Obsessional

I met the man when I was seventeen.We argued while our magnetism drewtogetherward, and built some thing betweenus we called love that neither shrank nor grew.In age three seasons older, he had fewideas but cleaved to them. His passing strangeattracted … Continue reading

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Hot Home Yoga

So chilly here this morning, though it’s June,I fire up the fireplace. I knowit will be warm inside this afternoon,but want to practice yoga now – the flowand pose and breath will make this body gomore flexibly, and lubricate my … Continue reading

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Indigestion

I’m still digesting lunch from yesterday.This processing is not about the food.I spent the time exposed to a displayof fundamental blinded attitude.The stories heard served only to conveyrestricted sight and plot ineptitude.I marveled what was then is still what is,relieved … Continue reading

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inVested

Of late I find it’s easier to walka little longer not desiring rest.I say it here, cause I don’t want to talkto friends unless I hear sincere request.To speak about my health there’s no behest,but I’ll record a hint I’m … Continue reading

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