Category Archives: Eldering

A pinch is a signal

Well now. It must have pinched deep in my innards, to have me writing two poems! Such a pinch is a signal to look, perchance to change. This is gouging with the pen—more painful than a scalpel! And messier. :- … Continue reading

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For a whole afternoon

Watching clouds for a whole afternoon brings understanding :- Doug.

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brings understanding

Imagination brings understanding. :- Doug.

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A water we cannot see across

A water we cannot see across Of this we stand in need A brink we must visit and visit :- Doug.

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This lawyer in the fog

Often it is this lawyer in the fog first the course of study devise the special testing questions What was my role in this tragedy? Was it a tragedy? For whom? What did I fear? Why did I hold back? … Continue reading

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New People

Story + Time → New People :- Doug.

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Packing a suitcase

Making memories how sweet the sound of packing a suitcase when nature is stripping you to bone and waning breath :- Doug.

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Wafting up the flue

So much grey so little silver snow and deep up on the roof but fire in the hearth? Dare we inquire after morsels? Old we have aplenty elders but few Shh who might some of us barely notice wafting up … Continue reading

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With the TV on

Don’t die with the TV on. :- Doug.

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death and life: choose

I set before you death and life. Choose. Choose well, for you choose for the generations. :- Doug.

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not-done-ing

Do more not-done-ing. :- Doug.

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Conscious dying

I want to be conscious in my dying. :- Doug.

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Condor from out of nowhere

But you have a much larger gift you can give, or at least offer. However it will cost you. It will be a condor from out of nowhere sinking its talons into you, carrying you away, over the abyss. You … Continue reading

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Fog in the valley, nothing more

You have the gift of having seen this long-term care thing in many guises and appearances. You can see long view over their case, over their needs, and the outlines of where this will come out the other side. You … Continue reading

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Give generations?

Today: What did you give yourself? What did you give the generations? :- Doug.

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Talk in poetry

I will not talk about poetry I will talk in poetry :- Doug.

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Poetry making helps

Poetry making might help you with something as surface as marketing or as deepening as your relationship to humanity and all mystery. :- Doug.

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