I Am A “Desperate American.” Dear Future President…

You may be the last president of my life. Because of that, please hear my story. I did everything right…everything everyone says you should do. I’m in a new class, a self-proclaimed “Desperate American.”

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Aging- Feeling Good in Your Skin. Letting the World Finally Accept You.

Sure, aging brings pain. It brings much comfort too. Society doesn’t expect you to look as good. You’re even allowed to get away with saying what you think…and they listen without offense…regarding your words as very wise.

A poem about feeling good in your skin when you age.

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Two Poems About Wisdom, Age and Change

Don’t Even Try 
You can’t fold a pile of laundry all at once.
Get mad if you must.
Each piece demands to be folded,
by itself.  In its own time.
 

Age Revelation
Two tiny holes in a dishwash rag.
My earlier mind would have thrown it out.
Replaced it with a costly designer piece.

My later mind likes the touch
of fabric supple from use.
This [...]

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Waiting to Rise

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 [...]

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Gene Failure

When your genes pull the trigger,
and call you home,
you go in terror,
so acutely alone.
No dear love, no parent, friend,
can die for you.
This moment you fear
in your deepest gut,
is not what you believe it to be.
Go on!
Give a long
exhale…
of ecstatic relief.
Fall into fresh arms.
Let death become your lover,
and gentle escort to a new world.

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