I will not

I will not lie and suggest it doesn’t shock Change is so subtle that it goes almost Unnoticed in the familiar, your  body to Which I am as accustomed as to my own Moves around me, its faultlines evident and Marked just as the wrinkles that drag on Mine mock my mortality so that it…

Honestly? Honestly!

via Daily Prompt: Confess In an era of frankness (well not in the political arena or in our “civic” lives, but certainly in films), why do so many bio-pics present such a bowdlerized view of their subjects? Sanitizing and censoring the lives that the persons of interest led seems an unpardonable treatment. It may be possible…

My establishing shot

This would be my establishing shot The one that sets the place and the Character, facing Roosevelt Island, Connecting to Queens, the lights on The bridge twinkling in twilight, Shadows, the river deep, dark and Mysterious, waters moving slowly With undercurrents, the river establishes Without irony, without self-parody, as Serious as the approaching night, shadows, Not…

Quiet and peaceful

Sitting as old men do Holding court with Memories, sharing both Wisdom and nonsense From a life fully lived Yet far from complete Never accepting blame or Regrets, but sitting in Tranquility, peaceful Still yet like the river with An undercurrent, there is News mixing with opinions All that need to be expressed And heard….

Do you remember this?

I have expunged so much and so many from my recollection When they come creeping in, it’s on ghost feet Sometimes I welcome the newly remembered Sometimes I dread the associations they bring me Some memories amuse, others confuse, some Simply disabuse me of my moral superiority, I Have not served truth or justice, not…

The album

We will never be this young again We always knew that, but didn’t Believe it, until one day, looking At pictures of how we were, when   We were that young, smiling photos, The happiness blended with youth, We had to confess that time had Passed, happily and with the stealth   Of time slipping…

Revival

Some six months ago, I shut down one of my many blogs, Observations: Lest I Forget  and transferred much of its content to this one. I fully intended to put new content here and leave the …Lest I Forget site to history. Truth is, I have a lot about which I wish to opine, and…

Just like Jello

via Daily Prompt: Jiggle My grandfather, not generally given to antics, talked to the aspic. His words, “don’t quiver, I won’t eat you” were immortalized by my mother. They remain fondly in my memory. It is a sentiment I generally share, although I loved my mother’s pigs feet in aspic. I resent panna cotta for its…

Gone

via Daily Prompt: Gone  (Prompt idea courtesy of Let It Be Beautiful.) What I miss most A sense of wonder when I see something unexpected Curious sightings should inspire interest and Queries Courtesies that seem small but are enormous Shared humanity in everyday experiences

Language, language!

Lingua franca There are times I am gripped by what feels like a lingual fantasy. I can hear the words of a proverb in what was once my native, or at least first, language in my head, but I cannot form them. I am unable to repeat them even though they are on the tip of my…