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A mother’s hands
I see my mother’s hands before my eyes The first caress that I had ever known, And with a thrill of wonder realise The hands I see before me are my own. Where did the decades go, I have to ask, At...
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Mid life crisis
“Would you anti-age your ears?”. There are just some phrases that set you off for some reason. That was one of them. “Over 50? Invest in an eyebrow pencil…”,“ Best buys in cosmetic surgery…” And while...
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12 things your grandparents said…
When you are very young, forty seems ancient and grandparents are, of course, so old they are practically another species. Like dinosaurs…almost- but-not-quite extinct and very much at home in museums....
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How to write wrinkles
The morning was one of those where an inadvertent glance in the mirror on the way downstairs tells you that you need a comb. And coffee. Lots of coffee. Annoying really as I had slept fairly well for...
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Disgraceful
Today would have been my great grandmother’s 246th birthday and her cake would be a fire hazard. She would have been 123 years old… and if that seems to make little sense there is a simple explanation....
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Looking out
With half an eye To a handsome face… Rugged, smooth Or touched with grace… Or a pretty dress I’d love to wear, A pair of heels, A style of hair… I’m seventeen Or twenty three …Or would have been Were I...
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Climbing Trees – from the archives
Another from the vaults… My son, we have established, thinks I am regressing. So when a friend posted a bit of daftness on Facebook last night… a ‘what’s your mental age’ quiz, my initial response was,...
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My Mother’s Hands
My son has kept my hands completely full for the past few days. Time having run out on me again tonight, I thought I would share a poem written a few years ago that seems somehow appropriate… My...
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#ExcerptWeek – MenoWhat? by D. J. Kaye
Reblogged from The Write Stuff: Excerpt –MenoWhat? A Memoir by D.G. Kaye FROM HIP TO WAIST WE JOIN Until we actually live through something, it’s difficult to imagine what the experience is like. When...
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Temporarily immortal
Morning lights the east with liquid flame as the earth and I shrink into ourselves, frozen and pensive. Even so, with such beauty as this you almost wish you could live forever so the memory of it...
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Looking out
With half an eye to a handsome face… Rugged, smooth or touched with grace… Or a pretty dress I’d love to wear, A pair of heels, a style of hair… I’m seventeen, or twenty three… Or would have been Were...
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Aging and Wisdom, The Perennial Years by D.G. Kaye
How many times have we said we don’t feel or look our age? When did middle-age sneak into our lives? Where did the years go? I’m sure we’ve all begged the answers to those questions once or twice as we...
View ArticleThe Tale of a Quest Down a Hallway – Gregg Savage #writephoto
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Zane who woke up feeling very ill. He hadn’t really eaten anything unusual the night before, nor did he have any signs of a cold. He just knew something wasn’t...
View ArticleJanuary thaw – Rosemary Carlson #writephoto
When she awakened that morning, she heard water. She laid there in her warm bed, wondering where that sound could be coming from. It had been so cold, frigid really. The sound of water was coming from...
View ArticleMemory #midnighthaiku
* Old paper postcard Reminding autumn of spring Brings back summer’s glow *
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The guy who’d been to fit the thing Had really got it wrong… It didn’t even look too good Nor was it very strong. He’d charged a fortune for it After which we’d had to wrangle With cats who didn’t …...
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Today would have been my great grandmother’s 252nd birthday and her cake would be a fire hazard. She would have been 126 years old… and if that seems to make little sense there is a simple explanation....
View ArticleGuest author: D. G. Kaye – Aging and Changes: Maintaining the Privilege to Drive
On May 10th my husband turned eighty years old. God bless him, he’s made of Teflon because he’s bounced back from many ongoing ailments, many times. Turning eighty in Canada also means, by law, that...
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