Stayin’ alive
The older you get the more your focus shifts from ambition to survival
poetry
One moment
The other day, in a waiting room of a medical scanning centre, I saw two elderly ladies. One went in for her scan while the other waited anxiously. When she came out they held hands, talking quietly and seriously about what had been done, been said, staring into each other’s eyes. Then they left and
Dark stranger
Every New Year’s Eve, we say to ourselves – “Well I hope next year is better than this year”. But, as every New Year’s Day rolls through the door, we realise it was probably a forlorn hope
Small consolation
No repressive government can last forever, no matter how unlikely its end can seem. But it does great damage to people and land while it continues
Thinking
There is, apparently no brain, however large, well adjusted, fast thinking, packed full of data, seemingly logical, that it can’t be turned into mush by the acquisition of an imaginary friend
Nowhere to run to
Killing hot weather is on its way here after Xmas. A giant wall of hot air like a tsunami approaching on land
I breathe, therefore I am
I am breathing in, breathing out, like all the other living creatures sharing this planet and this air. But more, that air has been shared by all the creatures who ever lived, been refreshed by all the plants that ever grew, since the beginning of Earth time. Each new breath combines all the old breaths
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Life time
Approaching 74 and every ache, every niggle, every unexplained twitch in the night, presages doom and a twinkle in an undertaker’s eye. Half way through 73 and sour memories bubble up like methane in Lake Baikal, erupt randomly like black mud in Rotorua, old regrets seem once again possible triumphs, old grievances can once again
Morning traffic
In the early morning light insects go about their business, taking no notice of people going about their business. But both are the business of hungry birds.