Tag Archives: poetry
Life Coach
I am eager to give good advice, even Champing at the bit because I know just what you should do I was born to be your coach Your spiritual director I want to fill in your dance card And dictate … Continue reading
Death
Writing about death is like homeopathy You do it in the hope That taking death in small doses Will reduce its impact, maybe Even help with acceptance A little death essay here A death haiku there Trot out your words … Continue reading
Wisdom
You would think that Being seventy-five I would know things Have wise woman insights And discernment That I would not be subject to petty fears and confusion You would think that The specter of death just around the corner Would … Continue reading
Credit Where Due
Sometimes when I hear Mothers say very seriously That their greatest achievement is their children I squirm inside In embarrassment for them After all I have children too Wonderful people, beautiful and kind and creative Smart and loving But children … Continue reading
I Notice an Absence
I find myself in an awkward spot needing a friend all these years I avoided Unnecessary relationships was pleased to be solitary With my husband and my collections, p~aintings, gardens, buttons, tinsel, dog, a crowd of objects but useless now … Continue reading
Make Up
As I get older I decide to wear cosmetics I hear that properly applied they will make me look Less wrinkled Almost rosy I have purchased an array of creams and powders at a salon, enchanted By promises of beauty … Continue reading
Life Hacks
I have substitutes for activities Which are time consuming and expensive And of uncertain benefit First, rearrange furniture If you move a table it’s as good as psychoanalysis Buy something Anything It’s more satisfying than four years of college Get … Continue reading
The Fall
Last week I tripped over a yellow extension cord In the garage While holding an assortment of cleaning supplies And a roll of paper towels Having washed my car inside and out Brisk is my middle name efficient is my … Continue reading
I Am Good
I am a very thoughtful person All you have to do is Ask me And if I don’t have to get up off the sofa I am glad to oblige
Married Life
You ask, what does it feel like to be married for 50 years an eternity To be with the same man But I think, not the same man at all First was the dreamy prophet in sandals Who I snatched … Continue reading
