All my Past Tomorrows

All my past tomorrows 

bump up against one another, 

each one crying out 

remember me!

remember me!

until my heart is bursting 

to gather them all in a bouquet.

Those past tomorrows 

hold another set of words: 

“I’ll get it done tomorrow”. 

And I wonder how many of those things 

were set aside or reached completion, 

put in the outbox. 

And those that were set aside, 

those promises that floated away,

were they the shading, 

the colouring of my life 

that I missed on one of my past tomorrows.

“Live today. Not yesterday. Not tomorrow. Just today. 

Inhabit your moments. Don’t rent them out to tomorrow.”

~ Jerry Spinelli, Love, Stargirl

Noted

Running with the wind 

is long past for me. 

But when my thoughts take a run through my mind, 

   to catch them, 

     get them down on paper, 

I am breathless 

just looking for a pen! 

I can scribble on any old surface - 

  a dry erase board, 

    one of the scraps of paper held together by a big pink paper clip  

       a napkin or paper towel

         or a preferred notebook. 

           a sticky note

    the back of my hand (very useful in my work days)

  in a pinch, the Note feature on my cell phone comes in handy. 

“Always carry a notebook. And I mean always. 

The short-term memory only retains information 

for three minutes; unless it is committed to paper 

you can lose an idea for ever.”

~ Will Self, 

English writer, political commentator and broadcaster

More

Embracing more of life ~

easily dismissed as trivial. 

It’s all in the little things - 

new ways of changing old habits, 

the hobby resting on a back burner, 

an old recipe with a bit more spice. 

welcome new friends , 

renew old friendships

wander libraries for another book, 

when sadness fills your heart

allow tears flow as they will, so 

a heart that feels torn will not break

attend plays or movies with friends 

with a good visit after to revel 

in the acting, 

  in the plot, 

     in the story. 

going for a walk to find just the right stone.

Embracing more of life could be seen as 

climbing the career ladder to success, 

but in retirement there is more to be had. 

Return to that world of curiosity ~

how will you embrace the life that is before you? 

“Life, as I see it, wraps around us, even when 

we think we are firmly embracing it.”

~ Fennel Hudson, A Waterside Year: Fennel’s Journal No. 2

Tracks of My Life

Gracing the memory tracks of life, 

   the many phases of growing up 

     to these retirement years. 

There was a time 

when my adult mind stood before

   this child, 

     this adolescent, 

       this young adult 

In stern admonition said

 ‘You should have known better!’ 

to stay safe in the slippery ways of life

      mentally

        emotionally

          physically

when, with each phase,

I had only taken sips of knowledge

until I knew that I was grown 

 capable of more

  curious to learn more 

    eager to fill my cup to the brim.

Gracing the memory tracks of my life 

  with humility and understanding 

     these stages of my life have been set free.

“Grace is a power that comes in and 

transforms a moment into something better.”

~ Caroline Myss, 

(Genre: Health, Mind, & Body)

Morning Anticipation

Anticipation to be

To be heard

To be liked 

is no longer a worry

I am eager 

to tell my story.

To write any story,

poem or just a rant 

about the larger things of life, 

to watch the ink spill onto the page,

the curls of cursive lettering 

becoming words, 

then sentences and paragraphs, 

shaping scenes out of ideas in my head.

I will not wait 

for some great publishing day, 

or believe in becoming 

a world famous author.

Each morning, I anticipate 

the opportunity to write.

“Well,” said Pooh, “what I like best,” and then he had to stop and think 

because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, 

there was a moment just before you began to eat it that was better 

than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.”

~A.A.Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

Bookends

 

Endings are not an end 

 ~ bookended by ~

history and possibility.

“There is no real ending, It’s just 

the place where you stop the story.”

~ Frank Herbert, author of Dune (1965)

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Endings are….

Anticipation to…..

Gracing the……..

Embracing more….

Running with….

“My mother cranes her neck. Her ability to be 

fascinated by things is her best gift to me.”

Gary Shteyngart, Little Failure

Forks and Knives

Forks and knives

China and special mugs

Knickknacks and photographs

Quilts and family art

School days til yesterday 

Story told of life’s journey

Acquaintances or strangers

Colleagues and co-workers

Roommates and families

Families ~ generational tapestries

Youngsters curious and learning 

Elders seasoned and still learning

Dogs and cats ~ furry family members

Games played

Dances danced

Movies and plays

Concerts and symphonies

School and higher education 

Gifts given and received through it all.

“It is good to have an end to journey toward, 

but it is the journey that matters in the end.”

~ Ursula K. Le Guin, author

(1929 - 2018