mystical craft
Eldering can be
mystical craft
(living is)
:- Doug.
Eldering can be
mystical craft
(living is)
:- Doug.
I have soul work to do—
right up to the very end
:- Doug.
Elders grow
foul or fresh
:- Doug.
Elders! Abdicate not your voices
A pond without an outflow
Grows foul
:- Doug.
I want more sleep—and—
I want to get into the world
Guess I’ll get up!
:- Doug.
Events are not necessary
Open space every day!
:- Doug.
In healthy times, Buber says,
Winds of meeting freshen even the dullest
It is incumbent upon our elders
Even in unhealthy times
To keep doing the healthy things
:- Doug.
She gets the better of me
My wife in our spats
“You said” —and instantly
I cannot remember
What either of us said
Truly I was not there
In the words
Only in the emotions or
In the between of us
Or maybe only my I was there
Wanting to scrap for my me
In either case immersed
In our us
Converse is not only
Butterflies and blue skies
Converse gets the better of us
The truth of us
Confused? Swirled:
Converse is the better of us
:- Doug.
Where are they now
We ask of famous ones gone by
Ask instead, Where are we now?
:- Doug.
We see not whole
without a touch
of madness
:- Doug.