Every slice of frozen timeHeld up to the examining lightHold your place in itWith a wrinkling index fingerAnd crooked bonedWhile … More
Tag: #Aging
Toward a Better End
He rarely restedHardly treadedSwam forwardPushing throughA thickening waterWearing out his arms and legsWeaving through uneven lanesCurve and swerveInching aheadTo touch … More
All Is But Toys
Last Monday I did what I always doSettled now into my retirement routineI woke up, for which I’m thankful every … More
Finding Home
He’d buried happy moments of the past back to the beginning, and then, very near the end, he followed the … More
A Precious Few
The movie shows, unwindingThis life, the action, no matter how timeMay seem unsynced some, it’s always linear,The actor a prisoner … More
An Old Story
The Ring doorbell, with its announcement that “someone is at the door,” always sets Doris off. She’s a good watchdog. I’m very … More
Musing
And as she agedShe whisperedSoft and always softerMy hand on hersHer fingers worn and weakened armsBreath fading fainterHow she played … More
The journey
to the final falls at the river’s headbecomes more treacherousthe closer I come to getting there,the more slippery the terrain,boulders … More
The Accident of Age
We haunt yesterday’s bonfiresCozy after days of swimmingAnd miles of nature walksLearned every plant and treeWe’d seen for a million … More
The Time of Hearts
It all changes slowly, the way we’re perceivedAs we do become more than we first meant I hear now before I … More
Coming
The kind of laughterWe laughedWhen we were 21Drunk at 2:00 a.m.The loud kindOf who cares at that ageConfident and easyBouncing … More
The Toll of Travel
Near the trip end, a so long vacation of viewingtossed pasts like old glass broken to the bottomin blunted glitter … More
Last Night
Scan the sky to grasp more stars tonightFit them in your pocket for a coming shower of lightAlways wish for … More
On Achieving Negative Space
When I eat now, I’ll leavehalf a sandwich or an applepartially consumed, bothbearing accusatory bite marks,the back half of my … More
Remarkable
Her hand grips mine for the first timeand the dream becomes real. I bet she says, I’m the one you’ll … More
The Apple Doesn’t Fall
Few apple trees will fruit this latein fall, but I do see a fewin the far misting distance,the children I’ve … More
Homecoming
The Christmas berry tree where I hung in the crookof the main branch, every night, always after dark, I waited,you … More
No Game
The way old people misplace their memories,and sometimes the younger ones, too,it’s a game of hide with no seek,where the … More
Beyond Pain
Someone I loved, I heard the other day,a woman I’d known in my Madison years,had battled Parkinson’s for ten long … More
geography of days
now we found us at the shorelook back but can’t turnsubject of our footprintsfood for some godwade in and breaststrokememories … More
Lanning Lee 