Tea-time in the sun with friends

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Imagine all those who have to swallow pills;
One a day,

Everyday for every illness,
-and sometimes just

For age, they don’t

Taste good in,
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday packets-

Bitter pharmaceuticals to make you better,

Those that do it with smiles,
Yellow,

And creaking bones and gorgeous flannel;

Respect their furrowed brows and dimpled cheeks, their
Trick of light, their

Twilight years,
Respect your elders now.

Photo – Shitsugane

-short evocative poetry-

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Published in: on December 13, 2016 at 11:50  Leave a Comment  
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Loosing our minds

 

Righteousness, Relationship, Time, Alzheimers

I am right.

You may say that I am not, but
I have,

Demanded love and,

You,
Are wrong.

Black and blue and red hummingbird, I
Know what I am saying, you

Left the kids again,
And we argue,

Tall as bamboo we,
Kill each other,

Taking long hours to,
Identify precisely who left the faucet running,

Forgetting the long, yellow grass of home –
I am right,

You never listen, and that’s the problem
Left,

It says so on the map.

Fold your wings.
Concede.

Allow the dull,
Green mother

Her time at the till

 

Picture       ♦Space Shuttle Challenger Crew♦

-short evocative poetry-

We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for their journey and waved goodbye and “slipped the surly bonds of earth” to “touch the face of God.” – Space shuttle challenger-

 

Published in: on January 21, 2016 at 09:02  Leave a Comment  
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I grow old

Look cherry,
I can do it too!
Grow without trying!

I still wear make-up,
Iron my hair,
Go dancing,
Fall drunk,

I still give up,
Play dead,
Act cherry,
Cherry bright,

I still dream,
Laugh,
Scratch at my wounds,
Pretend,

I still wish I could be free,
And rich,
And well thought of,

I feel,
Even though I fell last week
And was not picked,

That I could be the one to turn it all around.

I pant though.
And gasp.
And wheeze.

I take Tylenol in the morning and complain,
Pay the bills just in time,

I cry,
And give up
And pretend,

I grow old.

Published in: on September 10, 2015 at 11:47  Leave a Comment  
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