Sunday, January 15, 2012

Slipping -- Poetry 2012

How far away can one go

with wobbly legs and sore feet?

Breathing cold air burns heart

into calibrated flutter;  a plan

for invigorating turns debilitating.

Fear - peaceful coexistence between

nature and an aging body might not

be possible – hear the whisperings.

Wanting to shout louder – unfair;

crying out where has time gone?

Life work and ethic tricked by a body

following natural chronological decline.

Can you hear the loving and hating

voices echo golden year’s frustration

when slipping into their graves

one breath at a time?


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