Tag Archives: ageing

Looking out

With half an eye to a handsome face… Rugged, smooth or touched with grace… Or a pretty dress I’d love to wear, A pair of heels, a style of hair… I’m seventeen, or twenty three… Or would have been Were … Continue reading

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Temporarily immortal

Morning lights the east with liquid flame as the earth and I shrink into ourselves, frozen and pensive. Even so, with such beauty as this you almost wish you could live forever so the memory of it would never fade. … Continue reading

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Rebel #midnighthaiku

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#ExcerptWeek – MenoWhat? by D. J. Kaye

Reblogged from The Write Stuff: Excerpt –MenoWhat? A Memoir by D.G. Kaye FROM HIP TO WAIST WE JOIN  Until we actually live through something, it’s difficult to imagine what the experience is like. When I was young but nearing menopause, … Continue reading

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My Mother’s Hands

My son has kept my hands completely full for the past few days. Time having run out on me again tonight, I thought I would share a poem written a few years ago that seems somehow appropriate… My Mother’s Hands … Continue reading

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Climbing Trees – from the archives

Another from the vaults… My son, we have established, thinks I am regressing. So when a friend posted a bit of daftness on Facebook last night… a ‘what’s your mental age’ quiz, my initial response was, “About three, according to … Continue reading

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Aged

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