Diamonds in the Rough

 ~ Made it through And still alive – I’m sitting here, on third!   When I was younger, So much younger, One heard   no word   I said.   Yet, who was I? This other guy, Ego, thoughtless head.   Now here I am, An older man, Round third Where the sound Is much better heard. […] Continue reading

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tête-à-tête

~     Ah! Young mother, there with your son, Pray tell us, dear daughter, what have you done? “Why, the Future, my dear! You see him right here. And the Future has barely begun.” And what’s to be told for the Future of old, like us, no longer so young? Does the Future behold […] Continue reading

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Birds of One Feather

~ We are becoming The old folk we knew, No longer now with us, Whose losses we rue. Life, like a train trip, One track bearing to; There is no return trip – Onward, straight through. Too frequent are short stops, To drop off a few; Old folk won’t get on, Just only the new. […] Continue reading

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It Jest Might Be Hominy

  Once, I was Younger and wild with the Hunger for the footloose,      and be fancy free.   But then, I grew older; I became an up-holder for the socio-respons-     ibility.   And now, that I’m Ag-ed, some say that I’m too Sag-ed; for I spew forth in much      […] Continue reading

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Abiding Time

  ~ The third week of March and winter malingers, with snow in the spots    winter still lingers.   I’m walking the sidewalks   with old Isabelle – she’s thirteen, but may well   be ninety.   And Bob bumbles by,   himself aged plenty. Old Bob is a grad,   summa cum laude. […] Continue reading

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Anapestic Hunger

I need        to get back     to that feeling        before.   The one        at the time     that my parents        ignored.   The same one        in my own son     which I now        abhor. […] Continue reading

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Ode to the Future

  Ah! Young mother!     standing with son,   Pray tell us,     what you have done?   Why, the Future, my dear!     He’s standing right here. The  Future has barely begun.   ~   And what’s to behold     for the Future, of old, like us, who are no […] Continue reading

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The Queen of Hotel Street

~ Aloha Lou, what will you do on Hotel Street today, ~ but change your clothes and drag yourself on stage for a great display. ~ All the men seated, and formally feted, wearing their blue, brown and gray. ~ While you, Lou, will sell your soul and yourself, as your youth slips silent away. […] Continue reading

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