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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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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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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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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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Over the Over

Accused of overvaluing intelligence,I took offense defensive and appalled.The added over didn’t scan. It made no sense.Would she prefer the child’s engine stalled? It took some pondering to comprehend –we’ve talked so long and frequently, we eachresent the other’s certainty. … Continue reading

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Detox

All senses of detox most people knowinvolve the matters eaten, drunk or shot(perhaps inhaled). But somehow I forgotwhat interrupts a beneficial flowof vital energy becomes a foeto health that can impede, constrict, or blotall senses. I think I stalled upon … Continue reading

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The Old Crowd

The problem with retirement communitiesis they resemble ghettos for the old.The residents exhibit scant diversities,and even if the food’s okay, what’s toldat table are minutia of infirmities,adventures shrunk to where the wheelchair rolled,the ambulance of no return, the eulogies,prescription lists … Continue reading

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Flexibility

Subscribing, I have recently annexeda catalog of resources to useto slow decrepitude. Without pretextI’m exercising ligaments and thewsbefore another effort, till I’m flexedby gentle pose and stretch. I don’t abusethe corpus like I did so many years.This resolution’s working, it … Continue reading

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