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Tag: Aging

WHERE LIES MY INTEREST?

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Photo by Keith R. Good

When I was a child,
I loved to pretend.
The “what” mattered little,
As it was all in the imagining.

As a young adult,
I loved to garden,
Bicycle, and hike.
The “where” mattered little,
As it was all in the doing.

As a now-older adult,
My passions are to
Pray, write, and ponder.
The “why” matters much,
As it is all in the love.

©  Marie Elena Good, 2019

SCATTER BRAINED

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It’s not so much in the forgetting,
nor even in the retrieving.
See, it’s in the connecting.
Though my brain is smallish,
that which is stored

here,

is far too often not perceiving
that which is stored

there.

The nerve!
Apparently my data is shy –
certified tongue-tied.
Unwilling to bond with
or respond to
the other facts and files
in my brain’s adjacent aisles.
They may as well be miles apart.

Oh the trials that stem
from data that scatters.
It matters.

© Marie Elena Good, 2018

As I Near My Autumn Days

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As I near my autumn days,
I think of all I have not experienced.

No trips abroad.
No vacation home.
No award-winning book.
No fame.
No second-glance beauty.

I think of all I have not experienced.
Yet, let the autumn leaves summon,

For I am content to sit side-by-side,
In dappled sunlight or soaking rain.

(c) Marie Elena Good, 2012

I Am An Aging, Living Being

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No longer vibrant
smooth
-skinned strength, framed
on the nightstand

No longer quick
-witted or
-stepped
fluid in mind
agile in stride

No longer resourceful
proficient
a step ahead
with a head in the game

At times still life,
I am life, still

I am aging

living

being.

 

© Marie Elena Good, 2017

Haiku Month 2016, Day 8

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Photo by Deanna Marie Metts

aging winter bark
cracks, moans, fades, unfurls
much like this old girl