Wobbly Weevil
Wobbly weevil on a leaf, Do you have a care? Do your many knee-joints ache When change is in the air? Do you tire of all the hassle Of bending down to pray? Wobbly weevil, do you wish You had less...
View ArticleRuffles and Folds
Antiquated, perhaps - petticoats and ruffles don’t equate with modern ways. Facebook is what she does with dog-eared pages in her spare time. Internet conjures up tangled silk stockings rather than...
View ArticleDon’t be Sorry, Sunshine
Don’t be sorry, Sunshine, though glory meets its doom; don’t grip your resentment though your smile has lost its bloom. No insects vie for pollen, no bees hang on your words, but in the sunset of your...
View ArticleUnderneath That Snowy Hair
Underneath that snowy hair, the crooked back, the icy stare, a heart of warmest amber glows, a value only Jesus knows.Filed under: Aging, Beauty, Christianity, Identity, Imagination, Invisibility,...
View ArticleA Death is Announced
Wisps of frost on aging head, wrinkled creases, wisdom’s crown; joints to pain and creaks are wed, Folds replace a youthful gown. Even so, her smile is strong though sorrow lines her blinded eyes;...
View ArticleLine By Line
A wrinkle in time traces linear language, connecting age spot dots spelling out the sum total of a life; creases of compassion linked to crow’s foot trails where sorrow and laughter convene, eloquent...
View ArticleLayered
Composition of petalled form - multi-faceted, layered, more than meets first glance. Hers is a beauty . of texture, where life’s hard knocks iron youth’s folly into wrinkles in heart and skin. Of...
View ArticleLines
Your world covers your lines in high-powered ad campaigns that promise forever young in a bottle, the fountain of youth at a cost; but swallowing emptiness cannot fill canyons. In your lines, I trace...
View ArticleCelebration
Demure damask, ubiquitous ruffles cloak June’s exit and herald July’s approach, perfuming time itself. Petals will droop in tomorrow’s heat (for who of us can stand against the march?) but the scent...
View ArticleMid Life Living
Summer’s hair is growing spare, Her locks are going grey; Her closet sports an orange theme Since greener frocks are frayed. Her temperature jumps back and forth From warm to showing claws; I wonder...
View ArticleGrowing Old
Gone the glow of verdant youth, Fragile joints replace fresh stems; Roughened bark succeeds the smooth, Strength and power, spring’s bold gems, Falter with the frost of age – Stumble in the autumn...
View ArticleThe New Green
Earth worships Green – Bows beneath leafy canopies To the fountain of youth, Sings praises to virility and supple strength In cathedrals fashioned by fads. But after life killed her chlorophyll, Her...
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