Tag: Aging

STUBBORN OLE GOD-FEARING CUSS, who just happens to inspire me. I've had my days of surrender, floating, barely breathing at the surface of life with my head bent up in hopes of

We have gathered in twos and threes, drawn together, linking in the same town as if we can be nourished by the juxtaposition. Still, I woke feeling alone in all the world

Out the sun porch window, looking south with the morning sun slanting across the huge dirt yard, a lone bluebird stands jittery as a high school boy walks by th

His hair is spiked by the hospital bed, with oxygen mask straps haltered there, a Roman soldier from Spartacus . He moves only his eyes like a downed horse who

Acquired wisdom slips through the cracks of diminishing memory. Old mastered procedures become annoying; no more doing without careful arrangement, step by step

Quick. Thorough. Mood modulated. Effective like the old days. Steady on my feet; able to see the end. Pity it’s only a dream.