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Desert at Sundown

The mountains whisper

and the rocks sing vespers

praising the cactus lessons of compassion;

sheltering webs and owls an unexpected side effect of its

army of merciless spears

Protecting water core.

Praying for the predators to eat

And speaking safety to the prey.

Sacred voices sweet and clear, like boy sopranos,

Imperceptible to the prisoners of steel and duty

Tasked ears focused, filled with…

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"Purpose, It's that little flame that lights a fire under your a**..."

“Purpose, It’s that little flame that lights a fire under your a**…”

Avenue Q is a musical gem of NSF Muppets whose catchiest bits of wisdom have been playing in my head all week. From “What Do You Do with a BA in English,” through “It Sucks to Be Me”  and completing with “Purpose” then totally skipping ahead to “Everybody is a Little Bit Racist.” Yup, that is my soundtrack this week, although nothing about being me actually sucks today. Life is going along very…

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I messed up tonight, I lost another fight, I still mess up but I'll just start again

I messed up tonight, I lost another fight, I still mess up but I’ll just start again

Nobody learns without getting it wrong….. Life is more difficult to negotiate these days. The ground and I had to stop meeting like that so I have a walker. My full time job these days is not caring for others as a nurse, but instead a nurse fills my mediset to help me keep from hurting myself with my memory problems. I am trying hard to care for myself, negotiate the multiple systems in place to…

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What goes up, must come down.....

What goes up, must come down…..

What goes up, must come down, spinnin’ wheel got to go round I joke about how similar living in a larger senior community is to high school or junior college social dynamics, but there are a few differences. In high school mean girls could remember every detail of your most embarrassing moment and the exact whys and wherefores of your current placement in the pecking order. Here, few remember…

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Lady comes to the gate dressed in lavender and leather...

Lady comes to the gate dressed in lavender and leather…

“The embroidery of your life holds you in and keeps you out but you survive…” “Albatross” by Judy Collins has been a favorite of mine for half a century. If you have never really listened to it, I recommend you at least read the poetic lyrics, her voice is not everyone’s taste (definitely mine. I have been listening to Judy a lot lately. Not by design, but happenstance. I can never make decisions…

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Love is but a song to sing; Fear's the way we die

Love is but a song to sing; Fear’s the way we die

(New Blog Post: Take 30 something…) If I give myself credit for effort and time spent, I am blogging every day. If I measure by my visible output, what you see, I am a failure. Funny isn’t it how perception is everything and nothing. I love words; their power and majesty, the weapon of choice for budding dictators and wise teachers; their subtle color and sound when spoken by poets and lovers. I…

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It's a lesson too late for the learning; made of sand, made of sand

It’s a lesson too late for the learning; made of sand, made of sand

Lyrics change meaning in altered circumstance. I found this song on repeat on my inner soundtrack, not in reference to a lost love, but instead to both my memories and lost life and you new friends struggling with dementia as well. So many things still to learn, but the learning takes a drawer of spoons these days. I haven’t stopped trying. I am taking Tae Kwon Do. I started a new support/coping…

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Have I done any good in the world today.....

Have I done any good in the world today…..

Recently a friend’s Facebook post asked others to examine how they think. Not what was on their mind, but how their mind presented information about their day. Some people think in pictures, some in words, some hear their own voice, some here an entire radio play with parts, some have a movie in their head; humans usually have more than one approach to information processing, but usually one…

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see trees of Green, red roses too... Writing currently takes a level of concentration I find difficult to accept, I start to write, The thoughts in my mind seem to flow unitl I open Wordpress and begin to type. I cannot remember how to do paragraphs on my keyboard or where to enter the title. I cannot find the songs I want to play while I blog. Somehow my mind remembers a typewriter better these days and I look for the return bar, I hit the key that says return knowing that somehow on this program and this keyboard its more difficult than that and I almost put it all away again and go to bed, early as always because the evenings darken the shadows and unravel the rememberings. I know I am the baby here in my landlocked silver aged cruise. Meals are tasty and prepared by others, no longer do I seek out a away to get what I crave, be it food or adventure, but a way to crave what I get. Activities, friendliness and food all expertly tailored to us, the target audience, the great ship of senior and assisted living.

see trees of Green, red roses too… Writing currently takes a level of concentration I find difficult to accept, I start to write, The thoughts in my mind seem to flow unitl I open WordPress and begin to type. I cannot remember how to do paragraphs on my keyboard or where to enter the title. I cannot find the songs I want to play while I blog. Somehow my mind remembers a typewriter better these days and I look for the return bar, I hit the key that says return knowing that somehow on this program and this keyboard its more difficult than that and I almost put it all away again and go to bed, early as always because the evenings darken the shadows and unravel the rememberings. I know I am the baby here in my landlocked silver aged cruise. Meals are tasty and prepared by others, no longer do I seek out a away to get what I crave, be it food or adventure, but a way to crave what I get. Activities, friendliness and food all expertly tailored to us, the target audience, the great ship of senior and assisted living.

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Day 11:31 in 31

Day 11:31 in 31

Arms stretched to heaven Cactus dance in yellowed plain Praying for more rain.

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Day 16: 31 in 31

Day 16: 31 in 31

PTSD Hate is the terror that follows me Vituperative words the clothing of that Second shadow that all the meds or therapy cannot sever It crouches ever on my heels, small in the noon day sun of reality. A shade more deadly but less sympathetic than my fleshy cancer, Waiting for the evening creep of media reports, Well-intentioned Awareness campaigns, Inadvertent closure of an exit with any other…

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Day 10: 31in31

Last Leaf Flame ballerina Pirroettes free from her branch Dancing to her death.

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Day 9:31 in 31

Day 9:31 in 31

The words and memories speed retreat like landscape past the coachcar window. My monkey mind scrambles and chases catching only wind and wave Until I breathe in Out Find peace in this new Where I do not know.

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Day 8: 31in31 Poetry Challenge

Day 8: 31in31 Poetry Challenge

Middle class affluence always looks the same The bullseye symbol of suburban prosperity Restaurants with barber pole motif A giant yellow M From sea to shining sea the chains stretch linking those who have it all to what they will need next.

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Good Morning America, How are ya,

Good Morning America, How are ya,

So I will be posting the next two poems for my 31 in 31 later, but for now I am just going to try and post a blog about my ride on this magic carpet made of steel. The most important thing I have learned is to love America’s Native Son even more than I did before the trip. Best movie I’ve ever streamed has passed by this windows. All my views have justified my lifetime love of trains,  The food…

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Day 6: 31 in 31

Day 6: 31 in 31

Thoughts while waiting I keep the TV off at home Sheltering from Hurricanes, mass shooting, hateful raves of small and disrespectful men debating lives they wish to rule choose not to understand. We are what we consume, and the news will infiltrate my dreams, squelch my natural courage and compassion. So I shelter my soul beneath chosen silence. But, The TV in the station is perpetually on, I…

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Day 5: 31 in 31

Day 5: 31 in 31

Sky in unique blue Fishcrows seek the juicy frog Calm before fall storms.

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