In old age we need an additional grammar tense – the Future Imperfect.
Tag: old age
Fight to the finish
Life is a cage fight
where a series of
giant opponents
bash and batter you
mercilessly while
your team patches you
up at the end of each
round so you can keep
going – forever
Who knows where the time goes*
With your advancing age the decades flash by, faster and faster, like the clickety-clack of the wheels of a tumbril on the cobblestones, as the driver whips the horses into a gallop, anxious to reach Place du Trône-Renversé before night falls.
- Alternative title – “How can some of my old friends be entering their ninth decade, clickety-clack?
An odd thought strikes me…
“An odd thought strikes me:—we shall receive no letters in the grave” (Samuel Johnson)
It strikes me that there will be books written, music performed, art created, films directed, science discovered – that I will never know about.
You spend your life getting ready
for old age. And then the parasites get you.
I’m sitting on top of the world
Just rolling along, just rolling along…
Let’s do the time warp again
How odd to think that I won’t be around to see this Casuarina seedling grow into a tree as big as the parent behind it.
Can’t see the forest
grow into a tree as big as its parent!
Hey little fella
How odd to think that I won’t be around to see this Apple Box seedling …
Memories are unmade of this
I just can’t
remember
whether it’s
my short term
memory
or long term
memory
that has gone.
nomdeplume 