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Tag Archives: middle age
Laughter, unfading
‘If by chance some day you’re not feeling well and you should remember some silly thing I’ve said or done and it brings back a smile to your face or a chuckle to your heart, then my purpose as your … Continue reading
Posted in Growing up me, Introspection, Then and Now, Uncategorized
Tagged changes, inspiration, middle age, truth
1958
Eight-by-ten, glossy Women’s gowns a snowy hue men’s jackets polar-colored pants black, everything else radiant shades of grays drearily brilliant tones off-black, dark-white vibrant portrait in celluloid Twelve adults, a young boy bouffants and buzz cuts, ogling camera, mischievously dead … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Uncategorized, Young love
Tagged memories, middle age, remembrance, reminiscing, romance, wedding photography
Father’s Day Requiem
We never had one of those TV sitcom father-imparts-his-sage wisdom, serious sit-downs that I can recall I have no fatherly counsel fortune-cookie-inclusion viral-meme-worthy wisdom to share rarely proclaiming, “As my daddy used to say…” Sans great punchline parts of my … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Fathers and Sons, Growing up me, Relationships, Uncategorized
Tagged dad, dads, family, Father, father figures, father son relationships, Father’s Day poetry, fatherly wisdom, fathers, fathers in retrospect, granddads, grandfathers, kids and their fathers, middle age, Parenting, poems about dad, poems about dads, poetry about dads, poetry about fathers, remembrance, sitcom dads, Slapstick
Delivered
walking old neighborhood streets first time in forty years strolling the paper route I once sped through on bike chucking news, sports, imaginary touchdown passes blithe in my accuracy – papers always landing where intended most of the time remembering … Continue reading
Posted in Growing up me, Reflections, Then and Now, Uncategorized
Tagged changes, life, middle age, newspapers, paper routes, paperboy, remembrances, reminiscing
1958
Eight-by-ten, glossy women’s gowns a snowy hue men’s jackets polar-colored pants black, everything else radiant shades of grays drearily brilliant tones off-black, dark-white vibrant portrait in celluloid Twelve adults, a young boy bouffants and buzz cuts, ogling camera, mischievously dead … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Uncategorized, Young love
Tagged memories, middle age, remembrance, reminiscing, romance, wedding photography
Don Yoda
Quixotic exploits in multiple life-genres satisfied, I am lacking though, in satisfactory resolutions ambiguity suits me beguiling, am I, in my befuddlement of others confounding doubters mirror voyeurism minus Dorian Gray ego, Carly Simon panache sing anyway, I cannot dapper … Continue reading
Posted in Faith, Philosophies, Reflections, Uncategorized
Tagged faith, food for thought, introspection, middle age, philosiphication, poetic, self-awareness
Driven
Waiting for an oil change customer area big-screen TV Rachael Ray cooks pasta something a grandfather across from me texts the coffee is respectable volume on the TV isn’t but Rachael is Rachael it doesn’t matter she cooks rhythmically zzt! … Continue reading
In (and out) of the loop
local coffee place sipping my solitary cup checking email next table over a group of men older than I, age gap not of grandfather-grandson severity the six zealously swap tales of doctor visits with enthusiasm once reserved for one-night stands … Continue reading
Posted in Contemporary Life, Relationships, Snippets and snapshots, Uncategorized
Tagged aging, coffee shop conversations, growing older, illness in middle age, introspection, life, middle age, middle aged men, poem, poems about men at middle age, poetic, poetry, poetry about growing older, poetry about men at middle age, relationships
Taking a concession stand
I hate it when somebody states they are ‘making concessions’ to middle age I find mid-life to be a wonderful carnival the only concessions those to be purchased to quench a thirst sate a hunger I stroll the middle age … Continue reading
