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Tag Archives: aging
young writers – May 20
5.20.2014 young writers try their stuff. short quirky when did I stop being that one —————–
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Tagged aging, change, perception, questioning, writers, writing, young, youth
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ever young – May 18
5.18.2014 the ache goes on running through my hip and thigh a message of limit rated capacity, average run speed, mechanical aspiration over a life wearing. in the mirror I see it. but not from my heart looking … Continue reading
faces – April 24
4.24.2014 faces around tables that don’t listen faces that relate the passing time faces who once upon the once were children faced that have paused only to rhyme. faces of the aged and forgotten … Continue reading
fatigue has set in – February 9
2.9.2014 fatigue has set in as a weary cloud upon my horizon will it pass or is this the simple moving of age. no matter. the next day will come as will we to its gift. —————
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Tagged aging, commitment, faith, fatigue, hope, resurrection, tiredness, trust
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Prairie Home… – February 3
2.3 He comes onstage looking a little more disheveled than in years past, the gray more pronounced, the easy glide offstage seemingly more about saving energy now. as a fellow about to be seventy-er I commiserate, it is still … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, Garrison Keillor, grace, gracefulness, Prairie Home Companion
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not for sissies – January 16
1.16 early morning aches brain running on empty what does it take to overcome the pangs of time? creaks and squeaks and bumps and lumps aging ain’t for sissies anymore —————
road to the hospital – December 8
12.8 the road to the hospital is a lonely one when the subject is yourself. you need to do tests, you need to go there right now thank you. so you let out the dog and make sure … Continue reading
boxes of boxes – November 25
11.25 boxes of boxes of things put away until until it doesn’t matter anymore, until the use that was in them no longer applies or until the lives that were in them now speak different voices … Continue reading
but not dire – November 16
11.16 sore, stiff, damaged but not dire. natural degeneration the doctor said. easy enough for him I say. yet the distance of pain from damage is a step I can take and make, gladly. ——————-
air water stone – October 19
10.19 air water stone breathe life amidst gardens. body missteps, muscle weaknesses spark questions, resignations amongst psyche, soul, soma. we brought nothing in we’ll take nothing out save our souls. ——————
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Tagged aging, body awareness, gardens, Japanese gardens, psyche, soma, souls, water.
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