Reaching lower
Far out this morn
In the cold so forlorn..
Stiff temperatures not bending
Go easy, message sending.
Go easy today.
It will be better.
Finish winter then spring will come on.
We’ll find our way.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
Reaching lower
Far out this morn
In the cold so forlorn..
Stiff temperatures not bending
Go easy, message sending.
Go easy today.
It will be better.
Finish winter then spring will come on.
We’ll find our way.
Barely, barely bearable in the teens
Living outdoors offers you little protection from the cold.
A few, maybe four days coming up
They’ll do what they can
Hide where it’s bearable.
They know what is around.
They will do what is necessary
We’ll help them hide from the weather
Days gathered in a pile
A heap of frigid mounting
Stiff and Snow White stacked
Bunnies can walk over to nibble sticks
They will dodge the temperature drop a few days
Then the break will mean less lower mercury
And what could be a start toward spring.
Giacomo will have an operation on his heart.
they know what they're doing .
i hope it goes quickly
and is easy on Giacomo.
i want it to go quicker and easier than anyone forecasts.
this is major.
he is so important to so many.
the leader of family and friends is down.
for some reason the rain has stopped.
it is still grey, but absolutely quiet. no tap,tap, dripping or pounding.
the house doesn't shake. and there is no traffic; that's normal.
no running away from anything.
they said we'd have a lot of snow when we woke.
i get to believing the weather folk.
we have to take forecasts skeptically, cautiously.
step by step we fill th day.
i'm reading and writing here.
filling the day.
like we all do.
Every now and then
Turn around bright eyes.
April it will be here.
Song by Bonnie Tyler
This straightening afternoon of no rain
Gives the opportunity to take a nap.
Or would you rather be a mule?
That’s a song from the 1950s.
Moving around, thinking of Rome.
Having a good time.
Finding a legal parking space. it’s not too late.
How’s a nap??
Meri made coffee and said she slept poorly again
The usual for her, I was sleeping
Black is the outside I see from here.
Football games including Cleveland for today.
can we find a few lines of joy this day.
something to say hi and fine are you.
balance the news and weather
put on my heavt coat and hat and gloves.
To the neighbors to eat
And speak of Rome.
Seems within our ability.
We will car over, they live a house away.
Linda and Harold.
He plays the giant organ, I saw him do that.
She was mayor when we moved here.
Meridith is the excellent gardener.
They have seen her out working
I take up space here.
This Saturday appears grey.
Starting slowly
They have seen me push my walker on the driveway
I am sure
Then I voiced the first American commercial ever to win
Top prize at Cannes France international festival
I’m sure they never heard about that.
Twice I crossed paths with actor
Edward G. Robinson. Not much, just a little, but both times it was a
somewhat particular experience. The first time happened in a
department store in Columbus Ohio in the mid 1960s. He was in the
city to perform in a play. I remember I’d happened to see something
about that in the newspaper.
On an off shopping day, like a
Tuesday or maybe a Thursday, There was something I had to pick up at
the department store and just left the second floor riding down on
the escalator, when I noticed across on the escalator on the other
side, coming up toward me was Edward G. Robinson.
The store
was nearly empty whatever hour it was. We were riding along, albeit
in opposite directions, as we came closer. It took only a second and
I’m sure the recognition began to show on my face as we stared at
each other. No doubt he was used to the reaction, a questioning look
that turns into a smile of recognition. He smiled back as we crossed
and continued our separate ways. I was delighted by that chance
encounter.
A few years later, and two thousand miles away I
was at Los Angeles International Airport, again alone on an
escalator, when I glanced across and there, on the opposite
escalator, also alone, heading my way was Edward G. Robinson. Again
few people were anywhere near.
I had turned a half second
before him this time and the benefit of that split second was time
enough for recognition. I knew who he was as he turned his head
toward me, and was already staring at him.
In that instant he
saw me I had it in my mind that he recognized me from our previous
trip on an escalator together because that first time we were quite
alone in the store and looked at each other quite hard.
As we
passed each other this time he turned his head back and kept eye
contact a bit longer than was necessary, with a questioning look on
his face, as if trying to remember where he had seen me. This time he
was riding down and I was heading up. I smiled and nodded in passing.
It was a goodbye to him.
I wanted to turn and tell some one,
anyone who would listen, what had happened. But what could I blurt
out to a total stranger in ten seconds that would tell the story, how
it was, how I felt about the unlikely strangeness. Nothing. I had to
digest the event alone and keep going. Let Edward G. Robinson figure
it out and smile at the incongruity.
Concentrate easy like ,,, a pace you can take.
a little thinking effort can help you develop.
work it out.
first dash of white this season.
seems time for it i reason.
first trace.
and this space is a complete cover.
admonish the wait
brush off the plate.
present our mild winter with a ribbon
now we can remember
this time of year
properly
now it seems right, how it ought'a be.
Running right up the boulevard
Fashionably consistent
Until I forgot where I was going.
Now my age is showing
Will hold steady although it’s not easy.
First the weather is off the normal path.
No snow and not cold enough for the first week of January.
Some good is New our wild rabbit is back.
We were gone a month and she stayed home.
Traffic is: one car passes every fifteen minutes.
Calmly beaming into tomorrow
Where it should go, you know.
Full picture showy bright
Hold four head up right
We have you in sight.
Turn out the light
And sleep tight
I’ll be back when the sunshine’s.
We’ll go to Angel Island.
It’s out of the wind.
Usually fine weather there.
Easy to sail to.
My old sloop can do it.
It’s far. away
Sixth planet from the sun. And large.
95 times more massive than earth.
A lot to imagine.
145 moons rotate around Saturn.
Average radius 9.5 times than that of earth
Sunlight, at the speed of light, takes
eighty minutes to reach Saturn.
Eight and a third minutes to reach earth
Saturn is Ninety- three Million miles away from the sun.
The Christmas celebration happens this day.
Say affirmative.
Kinda, somewhat we’re putting it together.
The Today on to Mary’s Chinese restaurant in Trastevere .
Yes celebration we are. The time is.
Yes again. Togethers.
Lunch it up.
.
skipping out to see about.
unfolding tallows of energy.
hurry bunnies, see we’re back.
the pace of old has returned.
there they go …
skipping past the windows
first thing in the morning.
easy does it.
a half smile of satisfaction for you.
s trip and back again.
work this ride into our system.
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Four or five years ago, or so,
i quit; time moved on.
then later had a cigarette once more
it nearly knocked me to the floor .
i was dizzy and just about fell
So okay, enough for now.
These are poems and you know
how I feel.
and you know
i feel.
the traffic rolls on in jams … just saying.
i hear it going,
Wrapping itself in confusion.
Find a pause, Santa Claus
And a hug to warm things up.
Working out a list for Santa Claus
That’s what to do now
While keeping head above water or wind or snow
Figuring on which way to go.
Treading carefully
Looking left and right
Over your shoulder
And under the rug
Keeps you busy
Holds you snug.
While you note how to make it better next time.
Working out the days for joy and feasts
All the best wishes to everyone.
Happy tunes, enjoy yourselves
Think of the gifts you didn’t give to friends
Bring out the special dishes.
Mealtime for all means celebration together
Candles at dusk
Hallelujah
They say it’s as cold as it gets.
Not terribly but kinda.
We will bundle for the low fifties
And cross the river for Mary’s Chinese food.
Getting there first this time
Cause we know it works.
So here we come in vegetables.
They crept out and surprised each other.
Been a while since we’ve exchanged grins.
Now Again around friends from long ago.
We knew the streets, knew the greetings.
And those from whom we felt the warmth.
Here we are after being apart so very long.
Sang the old songs, it has been so long.
We’ve made plans and promises
To share time together again.
Pack little sandwiches in preparation,
Together to celebrate happiness and do music.
These requirements will make us ready
For the big festing holiday.
The lord is born.
Wrapped Presents given.
Families are remembered.
Solom songs are sung,
Hallelujah.
Could have been more to see.
We took in a ton, on, on and on.
We’re on our way to see the town.
Light jacket weather right by the sea.