Daily Archives: 05/04/2011


The fifth day of NaPoWriMo.  That would mean, National Poetry Writer’s Month.  You can check out the website if you feel inspired to.  Once again I let 2o minutes of writing produce the draft below.  To be a geezer, a girl has to consider the ‘Winter’ of her years.  Make no mistake, growing old in body is not matching up with my mind.  Damn.  Like you, I’m hoping to be grace-full, in this journey to the dirt and ash.  I may have to write endless poems and prose to disguise and pretend I’m super duper OK with my turkey neck and my sagging eyelids.  I probably will have to write about how not OK it feels sometimes.  whatever.  this is what happened this morning and I pass it along as my fifth day of April Foolin’ around with words.

Anyone else have an offering?  What does the winter of your years feel and look like?

peas and luv. geezerG.

You sit on the tail end of middle age.

The sage wisdom pervades

The Winter of your years.


Time is relevant to what you give to it


The mirror shows your face lit

In shadow and light

The sag in the mouth can’t hide

The smile within.


Make no victim of this time that is passed


Feel pleasure held when

Wisdom wrinkles the eyes

Furrows the brow.

The flesh sags

The inner eye

Becomes your guide


Time is not the demon


Let the inevitable Winter

Remember that deep is the

Seed that waits for Spring


Till the end of Time


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