"You know that you have officially HIT at total midlife crisis when you get acne on your wrinkles." ~ Comic Strip Mama ...
Midlife insight
Choice
Lard clings to my jelly belly and assimus maximus, but melts away elsewhere. Bullshit! It doesn’t melt. That’s poet talk, and yesterday’s wine is tomorrow’s vinegar. Melts becomes drips becomes oozes becomes slippery. “Pare away pretty poetry,” I beg my puffed up parody in the mirror. “Stand up straight. Drop the mask. Shed the costumery. Lose the skin of the lion…” If ...
What If?
What if I could overcome debilitating bugaboos and bust forty’s balls? Vanquish the to do list, purge my doughy paunch (literal and figurative), de-quarantine the drafts, indulge my latent doodler, transform the next decade into a parade of firsts and at lasts… What if? (… from Midlife Crisis Averted Postponed. 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) ...
Mission Reboot
By twenty I’d be a poet. By thirty, a novelist. By forty, a memoirist. Perhaps a decade anon I’d expire telling stories By a babbling brook With a smoldering fire And a jug of wine. At thirty nine I took inventory. The workbench was sow backed But the warehouse was bare... (Source: "Mission Reboot", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) This is an excerpt from one of the ...