Wednesday, October 29, 2014

True to the mirror

Pictures at an exhibition
of naked older women
described in a zine;
in olden days
you would have named them 'Old"
but today their age is
'the median'.
The many maidens had much
hanging not
truly strutting their tits
or their thighs wrinkling
blinking against the
timeless hours of
using and abusing their bodies.
Refreshingly unbrushed
reality mirrored-
of course regretting
the closeness of death...
Ah - to be young again
with all the knowledge
my body has absorbed
but then my wrinkles
would have been in vain.

Monday, October 20, 2014

in the cloud

memory a long time ago
went away to the iclouds
can I get it back?
only if I remember the
i-password
ah how different mi world is
compared to that of my mother's

Friday, October 17, 2014

accidental haiku

outside my window
the mower guys run and cut
the neighbors' green lawn

Saturday, October 04, 2014

Broken

Again I broke my wrist
dancing with the dog twist
osteoporosis
it is not cartharsis.