Pondering life as it is, marriage, and aging ever so slowly…

Marriage_by_allison712

We are love
and conversation
and truth.

We find those little ways to speak to each other
to say even with subtle gestures
what the other already knows.

A spark, even after twenty years, that, too,
makes life anew, sensual,
sexual in strange ways

the light in the morning
on pale skin…
a laugh and low talking.

Then coffee.

I many times find it hard to believe
the wedding day wasn’t yesterday.
Yet I feel the sting of so many washed up years…

many good but washed with bleach
pale…
soft and gentle and there
full of wishes and dreams that are yet to come.

Is it too late to feel renewed, rejuvenated?

Feeling this makes a mid-aged life fresh and livable.
Full of desire and bright light and fresh green trees
like the ones trying to spark in spring
in the yard
beyond the mulch and parked cars

where the lawn keepers parked their lawn mowers.

_______________
4/22/13

This Wit has been down for a bit, literally, in more ways than one…but my esteem  is coming back, and hopefully some “witicisms” along with it. Business with life sometimes

squashes inspiration, or, when one is more inclined, it actually does the opposite, and, so

I am trying.

 

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