A Balancing Game

What do I write about tonight?

Something short, intelligent and brimming with wisdom 

~ or not. 

While my head 

senses my balance, 

I sense my discomfort, 

my lack of balance. 

Where does it come from ?

The inner ear, 

some kind of brain function 

 ~ both in agreement?

Or maybe something unknown?

Regardless, balance was restored 

by a good chat with a friend this afternoon 

and an evening out with other women 

to discuss matters of entertainment and food 

while watching others win door prizes.

“If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, 

then you’ve got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.”

~ Robert Fulghum,

(Author of All I Really need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten)

Brain Fog

It was clearer today 

as though a gust of wind 

had brushed aside 

gathering cobwebs ~ 

flinging them into 

muttering thunderclouds,

washing it clean in 

raindrops and cool air.

“Sometimes it all gets a little too much, but 

you gotta realize that soon the fog will clear up.”

~ Shawn Mendes, singer, song-writer

When Nostalgia Beckons

Yesterday went as all 

yesterdays go, into the 

never never land of the past

With lopsided memories of 

     good times

      unfortunate times

        impossible times 

          pleasant times 

even mundane times 

 may pop up unannounced.

All categorized and filed 

in gauzy memory banks

Taken out and savoured 

when nostalgia beckons.

“Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days.”

~ Doug Larson, American journalist

(1926 - 2017)