Tag Archives: aging

beds now empty – February 27

2.27.2016 beds now empty we move tables chairs rugs desks   adjusting steps for playing the next game. ———————-

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sitting with history – February 12

2.12.2016 [sitting with history] sitting with history all around in stacks and microfiche in displays that show past times that are mine.   how can it be that the everyday of my life is now the yesteryear of theirs   … Continue reading

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birthday seventy-three – February 6

2.6.2016 phone calls from children frame the day   voices of family friends more   smiles emerge gently and flex the soul   being remembered recalled, reconnected   the real gifts of the day. ——————————

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flickering images – February 4

2.4.2016 laughing voices smile at flickering images on the wall   did you know what about who was all aglow   reconvening the heroes of our youth. ———————

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watching faces remember – January 28

1.18.2016 [watching faces remember] watching faces remember   youth and heroes and yearnings   a tweak at the corner of a mouth sharpening of an eye, the grin   something fresh and clean of ideals still held after, especially after … Continue reading

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fixing things – December 4

12.4 (11.23).2015 [fixing things] fixing things repairing maintaining   the ongoing ongoing   of house car self. —————–

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labor day – September 7

9.7.2015 I walked too far yesterday, I’ll walk too far again today.   all my muscles ache but I find myself laughing   amused at how this is just what bodies do and if you don’t laugh you cry   … Continue reading

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old faces – August 15

8.15.2015 old faces look out at distances they cannot fathom to times that disappear into what.   there was always purpose, task now only days seemingly empty no apparent seeming except to breathe and weaken.   is it disillusion or … Continue reading

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all downhill – July 31

7.31.2015 bicycle pedals push and pull   at muscles and joints yet the breeze   gives joy even amidst the hurt   sailing like a boy down inclines   that barely angle but enough   from when my days were … Continue reading

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Kyrie – May 31

5.31.2015 mortality creeps in on little scabs   unhealing wounds ever so small.   at a certain age the wheel turns   and something, something,   will be a turning that won’t retreat.   the mind knows it but not … Continue reading

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