Category Archives: Aging



Death And Stuff

Mainly (the old saw goes), our writers’ themes
Are love and death. And, I suppose, that’s true.
The verses of alas, alack, fill reams,
Though fewer than lamenting lovers’ blues.
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Posted in Aging, Death

A Certain Time of Life

The house is paid for,
And pension flow secure.
The plumbing’s fixed.
The garden’s blooms in view.
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Posted in Aging, Death, Wisdom

Tachycardia Haikus

Tachycardia!
What the hell is causing it?
Tremendous question.
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Posted in Aging, Death

Carpé Diem

Down at the paddle tennis courts, I ask
Agéd friends “Do you guys ever have fun?”
“Absolutely!” Sometimes a simple cask
Of beer will do the trick, an iced spiced bun
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Posted in Aging, Pain, Wisdom

Reality

“Love” (“Lust” really) and “Death,” we’re often told,
Infuse the bulk of all poetic art.
I’ve loved a lot while tumbling toward the cold
Dark consequence of Death’s sharp toxic dart.
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Posted in Aging, Poetry (What is it?), Wisdom

At The Paddle Tennis Courts: Andrea

Often, down at the paddle tennis courts,
The players, not the game, extort all sense.
Women cavort with jiggling breasts, tight shorts—
Regardless of their skill, we yearn, mute, tense.
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Posted in Aging, Beauty, Lust