Wannabe clouds are prisoners on earth.
Then the jailhouse blasts open.
Merciful heat helps them soar
to meet and marry atmosphere.
They have history.
Perhaps once
they fed trees in forest dirt,
drizzled lazily
on tense city sidewalks
stabbed by sexy stilettos.
Or lingered in rain gutters,
passing the time,
in a choking yearn for skyward release.
You, like future clouds,
cannot choose your appointed time.
The wait can be [...]
Archive for February, 2008
My Valentine Needs No “Trophy Wife”
Posted in Fashion, Poetry, aging, love, marriage, tagged aging, grow old with me, Husband, love, Make-up, pretty clothes, trophy wife, Valentine on February 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am so lucky to be married to a man who doesn’t care for make-up, fancy hair or clothes. He’s made it possible for me to relax into what I really am.
From My Husband(by Linda Athis)
Grow old with me.
Lay aside your years of make-up, haircut,
the precious clothes
you wear, thinking to please me.
In time, in looser [...]
Fighting Age?
Posted in BOTOX, Celebrity, Fashion, Poetry, aging, plastic surgery, tagged aging, Aging Gracefully, BOTOX, plastic surgery on February 5, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Saw an old friend for lunch today. We met each other in our late twenties and now we are in our fifties. We both vowed: No plastic surgery, no BOTOX. We committed ourselves to aging gracefully. Not an easy thing to do when every marketing piece screams: “Don’t fight age…defy it.” How utterly ridiculous.
I don’t [...]