Written for: Poets and Storytellers United
Writers’ Pantry #27: “We’re Halfway There!” (posted by Rommy)
This world slips
slowly away
from me. Once
I had a tight
grip, knew who
I was, what my
next step
would be. Now,
bombardment of
new inventions,
and technologies.
Cannot grasp.
Arthritic fingers
will not reach. My
brain begs for words
that slip away
like a rubber tube
drifting in water.
I miss me. Is this
world truly slipping
away or am I?
Oh, I can so relate! Especially those arthritic fingers which make typing so laborious now, and typos ever more likely. And then there are the times I catch myself in astonishing feats of absent-mindedness. I do hope we both manage to stay grounded and functional! (On the other hand, there are things in the world today that I don’t mind slipping away from occasionally.)
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I have those same feats of absent-mindedness. But, sometimes it beats reality.
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Beautifully put, my friend.
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Beautifully put.
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Thanks, Kathleen!
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I think all of us are doing a bit of slipping these days
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Yes, it’s a tough, troubling time.
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