(Sadly, the following story is completely true.) As I age, I routinely am reminded that my body – and my brain – are slowing declining. I will never again grace the cover of People Magazine’s Sexiest Man Alive issue, and I’m pretty, were I to have my IQ re-evaluated, it would no longer be anywhere near 250........Read more

My body aches,
shoulders and back.
Is it a disk problem
or my sacroiliac?

A hot shower helps,
as does CPD Creme,
which is a must,
for my aching hands,
both have arthritis.

"It's hell to get old"
I've heard many say,
but look at the alternative,
than have a good day.

A smattering of light
spreading across floor and stair,
as if water had spilled, everywhere.
It was in early evening
in the nights, crisp air,
when I dreamt of you
and you were there.

He wrote hard,
he wrote wet.
He wrote so much
he incurred debt.

Seek you not,
a journey to heaven.
For you only, a trip
to your Seven-Eleven

I am concerned.
My heart lies in shreds.
I'll see my Doctor
to receive more meds.

Stepping into the traffic,
Stare down a bus.
Hitting their brakes,
Hear them all cuss.
"You crazy, old fool"
What did you do?
Are you so foolish?
Is it really you?

My writings
in this most
recent of time,
do not stand alone,
and probably won't rhyme.

Love is in bloom,
yet it isn't Spring.
When love bites,
you feel a slight sting,
including the promises
of what love will bring.

A song,
He sang,
Was sung,
for hours
in the
car and
in the
hot shower.

You think you're cute.
I know that you do.
You still have my love
and your friend does too.

Stay away from your window.
Don't look out your door,
for there are temptations, outside
looking for you once more.