may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!


Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA


Sunday, October 3, 2010

ELDER

is it eyes go first?-or memory?
senior moments become my only ones
synapses extend into sepia afternoons
sleep seems deeper(and more necessary
Naps extend into the ..what was that?
Hearing fades-or is it listening?
Watching seems easier.Gardening memories.
Tilling friends.Mulching meals of moments past
Island you.Even before sedentary wheelchair
less seems possible.Time slips away-faster
Everything must be done NOW!
Let it go.It has gone.Looking behind
a rear view vision golden blind
Light interrogates you.Shadows seem cool
What was i about to share?..o ..yes
it is not the years that count
it is the lack /the loss
those released capacities that crowd lifeboats
Thin again.Child again.Shrink wrapped creases
Decline.Recline.Incline yourself towards the Light
Where was i? o yes..you cannot tell this to the young
They will come in boots while you are slippers
They see you as past even when you are among them
They are right.Ghost.You walk insubstantially
even these warnings will be forgotten.Remember me..

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