Tag Archives: Aging

Dawn Dreams

Twice recently I woke amidst a dreamin which I had a worry or concernabout my little girl or boy. The scenewas not a nightmare, but it took a turnof search or plan required, and betweenthe instant fade and blink, I’d … Continue reading

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Belly Love by Firelight

Pre-natal yoga seemed a likely choicetoday: attending warmly to my girth.I tried to cradle belly and rejoicealthough I’m over 70 on earth,and 40 years beyond the younger’s birth.Today I didn’t hate my globe of fatthat at 16 was toned, completely … Continue reading

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Decomposition

Alone is worse, perhaps, but maybe not.This year our conversation’s like a curse.I used to like to talk with you a lot.Alone is worse? We’re neither so infirm we need a nurse,and though there’s nouns I know you have forgot,I … Continue reading

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A Small Change

The solitaire was challenging today.I should have stopped – I have a lot to do.But I indulged a stubborn drive to play,and that resulted in an altered viewof what and when desires I’d pursue.The sweet result was hours I enjoyed … Continue reading

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Ending a Life

My oldest friend reported recentlyher brother took his life three months ago.Her phrases dropped with such finality,they struck and haven’t left my head, althoughthey weren’t close, and half a centuryhas passed since he would terrify us so.I don’t know if … Continue reading

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Office Address

A little left of center, just belowthe Yerba Buena midpoint of the spans,I spent most daylights many years ago,careering accidentally for scoresof clients then referred to me to growtheir wages into wealth by using timeand tax deduction. Decades whiled so,and … Continue reading

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Introspection

Observing the behavior of some friends,assessing misdirection trod by kin,and knowing where futility extendsif I were to object or just beginadvising with a grimace or a grin,I realize I should aim the scope insteadat infant implants under my own skin,and … Continue reading

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One Idea

I had a nervous mom. I must have learnedthe trait was good. It meant she got things done.Embracing nervousness, I often burnedwith energy that wasn’t any fun.Yet I decided to be unconcerned,and harnessed my anxiety to runproductively. But I’m reviewing … Continue reading

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Sentence

Deciding I won’t exercise the waythat’s customary, nursing a sore armI got from shots I suffered yesterday,intended to protect from viral harm,succeeded by a trek with full displayto kin of school and avenue aswarm,I bathe and rest with zero tasks … Continue reading

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An Incompatible Metaphor

When we were young and lovely, and in love,and trying to identify the waysthat we were similar, as if to shoveconclusions we’d be soulmates all our days,we little noticed difference in the hazethat passion wove around us and between.We didn’t … Continue reading

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