There will be days For telemark turns, Nordic kick glides, And windsurfing jibes... But, the doc says, When stuck at your desk, Clench and unclench Your stomach and butt. Drink lots of water. It’ll make you pee. For to pee, you see, Will make you move. (Source: "Fountain of Fading Youth", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) First, third and fourth stanzas of a lighthearted ...
Midlife Poems
Roman Shades
"Why," I implore, "Must the curtains Fly at half mast?" "Because," she sighs, "They must. Or else The silk will crush." So I leave them, Droopy eyelids Veiling the view. (Source: "Roman Shades", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) ...
Laugh Wrinkle
“It’s a crack,” she says. “Not a wrinkle.” “Or both,” I say, gently moving her hand From my face. “Wrinkles are like cracks.” “But how could you crack your face?” “Laughing,” I say. “And smiling.” (Source: "Cracked", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) This was an amusing, real life exchange with one of my nieces that is sandwiched roughly mid-poem. It might be the best part. Perhaps the bread and ...
Scream
It's blustery and overcast, but I try to concentrate on contentment, scream, skinny dip in innovation. Errands in the forecast as natural and tarnished as, "Because I said so..." (Source: "Scream", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) ...
Mobile Midlife
Digital ditties and doodles, dodgy doggerel and detritus muttering of mobile midlife cribbed, clipped, cropped and curated. Curious why's and signs, whines and sighs Collecting in my pocket... (Source: "Mobile Midlife", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) Back to the scene of the crime? Sighs and whines in my pocket?!?! Actually it's something short of crime, I hope. This is another excerpt from ...
Subcutaneous
The dead heaviest I’d ever, ever been. Paunchy two fifteen. Pounds, not o’clock. Belly fat, jowel fat, Brain fat, will fat. Distorted, plumped, Stalled, and stumped. How did it happen? When did it happen? What, where and how From here? From now! (Source: "Moribundignant", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) ...