Thursday, January 17, 2013

Bodies Are Changing

Bodies are changing,
lines stretch, screech, blur, scar;
bodies are aging.

Bodies once raging,
lightning bolt collision;
bodies are changing.

Time victims, subtle phasing,
frantic dropped stitches swollen;
bodies are aging.

Bodies roving, exploring, ranging,
weakened by miles, pleasure, exploits;
bodies are changing.

Stiffened, creaky exit staging,
rocking-chair ski slopes, rear-view glory;
bodies are aging.

You and I entwined, free falling,
hold tight wind, strip us.
Bodies are changing.
Bodies are aging.

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This is a clever poem I like it
I'm fifty. You don't know the half of it:-)

BLOG CHALLENGE from Fantasy Writer Guy!

Hi Chris, I don't know if this would fit into your Benjibopper mandate but here goes:

Too many young people are packing up their instruments because they perceive that musical pursuits are in conflict with more legitimate career pursuits, or otherwise losing sight of their musical dreams. Too many beautiful songs will not get written! Please help me try to change that:

Please blog about the most meaningful musical experience you’ve had in your life; an event, song, album, band or concert perhaps. Maybe it was music of your own creation. Anything in the realm of music which changed you or inspired you or was very special in some way: Your own proof that music is a positive and vital part of the human experience.

Please include the following links in your post so that your readers may also have the opportunity to participate!
or email:

Thank you for considering this challenge!
Ditto plus add 3 years ..
X and Foam, are you implying this condition is not reversible?
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