Tag Archives: aging

contenda – January 13

1.13.2017 he hits the bag full on tall white haired brahmin with the just right speed gloves   as if he could’ve been a contenda   if anyone had noticed. ———————————-

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fixin’s – December 27

12.27.2016 stuff’s breaking down more now he said, old cars degrading piece by piece ‘till you wonder if or when  the motor’s gonna go and it’ll be no longer worth putting the money in to fix ‘er up.   we’re … Continue reading

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warrior two – December 9

12.9.16 [warrior two] warrior two pose stretches the thigh   then slides into a tree from which   my body slopes over into a fall.   breathe through the strained place   she implores hold the prayer   pose at … Continue reading

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I fall more now – October 25

10.22.2016 I fall more often now on a stair across a pup into a plastic pile and down a slope   my friend fell over his puppies’ feet as they scrambled with the Sunday paper and cup of coffee in … Continue reading

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young and tough – September 3

9.3.2016 drawn face shows the stress   of long days into nights of work   young and tough is the assumption   but human nevertheless. —————-

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motorscooter hip – August 7

8.7.2016 motorscooter hip ster   ridin’ cool with my biker babe.   if only my hip didn’t let me know   that my cool is cooling. ——————

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leaden arms – May 26

5.18.2016 leaden arms and legs, signals in the night that the body has not yet discovered immortality. ——————–

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words start to escape – May 9

5.4.2016 words start to escape you.   these yellow flowers that just cropped up on the lawn.   I knew them only yesterday what’s the word, I ask. dandelions, she says.   oh, right… something with animals. okay. ——————–

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old cat – March 15

3.15.2016 old cat steps up gingerly, her body no longer sprung steel.   lying down with her head askew she watches the momma   waiting, waiting a slight twitch head lift, wonder, query   will the one who feeds and … Continue reading

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old cat moves – February 29

2.29.2016 old cat meows at the dish her bony back squeaking as she walks   dull grey cataracts moon disking in her eyes   but still queen of the house. ———————-

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