65 Tomorrow

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Officially, I will be a senior citizen tomorrow. I'd have to check the birth certif for the time, but early a.m. I recall and so when I wake up I will be an old lady. Everyone says so, my family, the government, young people.

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I still feel 34. Actually, my body feels about 73 and my mind does not remember very well, certainly not as well as it did at 34. Still, I feel many decades earlier than this one, mainly because I am a poet and dream up imaginary time frames.

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I feel I should make some kind of statement about aging. Something eye brow raising and wise, only I don't feel wise, I feel like arthritis is my future and poor vision. What is a poet with arthritis & poor vision, you might ask? Someone who should write smaller and less frequently, especially not in red lettering.

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Something to share that is deep and profound and never said before: Um, it has been mostly not very much on a stick served with the discarded and garbage worthy. Still, the good parts were cookies and ice cream, pudding (banana of course) and chocolate - all of which I can not longer eat because I'm old and the pancreas is rebelling. Did you know that we are not designed as adults to drink milk? Truth. If I can not say something earth shatteringly insightful, I can at least say something true. Stop eating grains and drinking milk and live long and well prosper if possible. The rule is to eat only things that do not have to be cooked and absolutely nothing processed (canned or preserved).

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Your DNA can be altered (by eating lean protein like steak and bacon) and if the ends of your helixes are elongated, you live longer. Sounds interstingly strange until you ask your doctor and she or he is shocked that you know this truth. He or she gave up milk and grains in med school. Drink water. Lots of it.

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So, what is left to say about this monumental milestone: Glad I made it comes first, but if I die in the next hour, it was good to contemplate. One more item to mention: I am officially and psychologically prepared to be very sassy and aloof because of the age thing. I'm older than most of you so watch out! I only say that because I'm scared about aging and have come to think of death as the doorway to a new and more exciting adventure. Considering the adventure that was my life, more of the same could kill me.

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To those of you who are just beginning to write poetry and want to make a million dollars as a writer, try R rated melodramatic romance novel writing to maximize the chance of getting it turned into a movie. Include losts of strange sex and old formulamatic outcomes to get to an ending that has mild shock value and major mediocrity. Ask a rich mentor how to deal with wealth and fame. That part is very important because you think you will know how to manage it all, but you can't and will fail. Ask for help and have a chance at sanity, I mean, happiness.

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Lastly, before I turn like a werewolf watching the full moon come out from behind the clouds, mostly youth has been one amazing ride. Humans never dissapoint beause of their surprise factors, animals love you until they die or get lost or stolen. Relatives are on their own, they tend to diminish geometrically your aims for success and wealth. Not having followed that advice, I am content to have relatively good health comprared to most of my dead friends who did not make it this far. Did I mention that I have a nice crop of gray hairs that are actually white, skipping the proverbial gray phase.

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I leave my youth behind me like a shadow that will show itself when the lighting is just right to remind me that I have a long and intersting past, just like you will have one day.

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I wish I had more time. That's the first wish you ask for when the genie grants you three of 'em. :D

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Yours In Writing

  

allets

02-20-15

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bishu's picture

Happy Happy Birthday Respected Madam Allets/Stellar

Respected Madam, It gave me much happiness to read this simple prose piece written straight off the mind of a nice lady Much liked & appreciated Once again Many Many Happy Returns of the Wonderful Day See you on 1-1-2060 on Poets Island Smile


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January 1, 2060 On Poet's Island

Where the coconuts are not human and the seas are blue and not poisoned. Where the buffalo roam - oh no not on the Island, that's in the wild wild west. Well, at least birthdays will not happen on the Island and that's a good thing! Thanks for the birthday wish. I'm happy to have made it!

Yr poempal from USAmichiganinthesnowhereweatheris-at minus18degreeswindchill. Send heat! Surprised ~A~

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Well as My Mother said

Well as My Mother said getting Old is not for Sissy's  ...Had No clue what the hell she was babbling about till My body started going to hell around 50 . Now i wonder if I wake up feeling this bad now .WTF am I going to feel like when I do get old !

I have no words of wisdom or great insight so Happy Birthday will have to Suffice ?
Or Happy Survival to old age Day ? lol 

Every story-teller bends the myth to his own purpose. that's why a Hero has a thousand faces

allets's picture

Old Is Relative

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I have been old since the age of eleven

grew up fast on the streets of Detroit

avoided all the pitfalls, well

most of 'em.

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I am the result, six decades later,

I am awakened either by the will to

continute, light from outside, or

pain.

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I am so glad that someone

invented asperin concepts

and turned them into something

you can swallow.

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Thanks for the I'm too old

to think up anything insightful

either, so here's well wishes

for survival. Evolution is standing

at the window leaning against

the sill, picking dreams

from her teeth watching

the wonder that is us.

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~A~

02-22-15

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