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Unpeeled

He didn’t lose his personality,but buffers, blinds and masks were pushed aside.The chronic fears and stiff anxietybecame more obvious. His macho pridewas weakened by his disability –his bluster rose in fits; he often cried.He meant well, but the failings were … Continue reading

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Reversal of Intention

How often now I wake and feel my age,and shuffle to the kitchen for my brew,and listen to my neck, and try to gaugethe quantity of creaks and tweaks. I skewintention – maybe I should rest today.Perhaps I’ll take it … Continue reading

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Why I Walk (An Acrostic Sonnet)

Without a doubt this is my exercise.However old or sore I grow to be,You’ll notice I am walking, body-wiseIn every weather, till adversityWithholds me, trips me, interrupts my flow.And I can list the benefits I win,Like movement, and the way … Continue reading

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Then Again

It’s not that I’m still tired when I wake,and wheel my feet to floor and head to rise.But often I’m inclined to take a breakfrom any wonted form of exercise.I feel a little impulse to rebelagainst the claim of bike … Continue reading

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Yoga for Cyclists

A little yoga almost every dayhas been an exercise for near two years.And now I’m old enough to slow the wayits poses ask, the ritual appearsto ease my elder aches and stem the sway,affording patience, introducing spheresto me of conscious … Continue reading

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No Salt Halt

Of late my lower legs are feeling tight.They look okay but skin is stretched a bit.Am I retaining water? My delightis salty food and I don’t plan to quit(at least not yet). It’s age that I indict –my snacking may … Continue reading

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Folding

It’s easy to be fearful when you’re old.I’ve seen you trip and take two months to mend.You’re likely to stay in more, and beholdexistence through a screen, where headlines bendthe news to terrorize. You feel the coldmore often, and predicted … Continue reading

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Some Slows are Sad

Most folks I know are senior orphans now.The few who have a parent, of my peers,are caring for diminishment – that’s howthe mind and body operate, as yearsapproach a century. Their spheresare shrunk to single rooms, and even we,their kids, … Continue reading

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Subtlety

The only friend who reads these posts won’t mindI’m writing how I’m glad she cancelled lunch.I’ve traveled, worked and visited. I’m kindof burned-out interacting. I’ve a hunchI’ll heal at home in solitude, inclinedto read and rest and stretch and do … Continue reading

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Wayward

I’m taking stock right now of how I feel.I try to do this every single day,but I’m about to leave, and as I reelamong my body parts, I sense okay.The pains of yesterday have gone away –that tweak in upper … Continue reading

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