A Body Winds Down

         A Body Winds Down

A body winding down –

Its signs a preparation:

Loss of appetite, sound sleep at night;

Strength in arm and grip,

Youthful movement in the hip;

Fifty small, small things of note –

To note, denote, remote

As they may be.

 

Beginning early, barely showing:

Gone or worn, the bite uneven,

Pearly whites no longer pearly;

Vocal cords and tongue or throat

Cracked, coated…

Body borne from infancy,

Winding down.

 

There it is, the fact of it.

Can you take

The tact of it?

(Or tactlessness –

The zero chance to make

It over?)

Living’s always closing in on kith and kin –

On all and every who can’t win,

The numbers passing by

Each day receding into destiny.

A Body Winds Down 9.14.2017

Circling Round Aging; Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Wrinkles;

Arlene Corwin

It Was A Sunny Day Today

 

 

 

Incredible!

Incredible!

A wrinkle

Unfamiliar, new!

Wake up to pee,

Pass by the mirror, view

A me

That spies an eye –

A wrinkle,

And I die of incredulity.

Error? Nature?

Nature makes not one mistake.

God’s perplexing statement

Echoing the undebated:

Meshing networks predetermined,

Making one think twice,

Acclimatize

To fateful fact and fact-ful fate

That body dies

Sooner or later.

Hard to swallow,

Say a yes to.

Who

Can choose?

Not me, now you.

Inevitable and incredible!

 

Incredible! 12.10.2016

Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Aging; Nature In & Of Reality; Birth, Death & In Between II;

Arlene Corwin

 

I Like Looking Like A Boy

I like looking like a boy.

Those massive locks

That locked in looks

From boys and men –

Well, that was then

And now is now.

 

I’ve thrown out needs

And taken in

Convenience, suitability

Which looks as nice – e’en twice as nice

To those bystanders’ gawking shoulders

(Appeal’s molder in the eyes

Of the beholder),

 

Now it’s time for short and neat,

Just as cute

When coexisting with a sweet,

Kind, loving nature;

Character,

Persona’s self charisma

Which as hypnotic, gives off honey’s own melisma,*

Charm’s attraction which,

If used correctly

Does more good

Than all the ringlets ever could.

*a group of notes sung to one syllable of text.

 

I Like Looking Like A Boy 11.24.2016

Circling Round Aging; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Vanities II;Circling Round Woman II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

Higher/Lower

Even the eyebrows lower;

It shows in the darned mirror:

Life changes constantly,

A going downward mostly –

At least physically,

For I, the inner I invisible

Am rising high,

Am rising high.

And so to hell with vanity

And negativity.

Life’s outer is a liar,

For I, I rise still higher.

 

Lower/Higher 8.20.2016

Circling Round Vanities II; Circling Round Aging; Circling Round Wrinkles;

Arlene Corwin

Eighty Is Too Young To Die 7.12.2014

Eighty Is Too Young To Die

 

Eighty is too young to die.

Ninety too.

There’s no

Good time to die, you

Must agree.

(The young can never visualize

the size

of ever).

 

 

Eighty Is Too Young To Die 7.12.2014

Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Time II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

Eighty Is Too Young To Die 7.12.2014

Eighty Is Too Young To Die

 

Eighty is too young to die.

Ninety too. There’s

No good time to die,

You must agree.

The young can never visualize

the size

of ever).

 

 

Eighty Is Too Young To Die 7.12.2014

Birth, Death & In Between II; Circling Round Wrinkles; Circling Round Time II;

Arlene Corwin

 

 

To Old To Be Self-Conscious 2013

Too Old To Be Self-Conscious

 

There is no subject that cannot

Be kicked around

Or talked about;

No theme so ‘sacred’ it must be avoided.

No age when you cannot have passion,

No age when you are not allowed

To be yourself;

The same in every

situation;

When you can’t become a newcomer

To something that you love.

No age when you may not be entertaining:

Giggly, extroverted, corny –

Plainly silly – and a fool.

No age when you must discontinue demonstrating, sharing

What you’ve learned and known;

No age too late to come into your own,

Be known for what you’ve done and do.

If it’s not your birthday,

Happy anyday to you.

 

Too Old To Be Self-Conscious 11.25.2013

Birthday Book; Circling Round Time II; Circling Round Wrinkles;

Arlene Corwin

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