Category Archives: Writing

As My Vision Fades ImproVerse Sonnet

As I age,
My vision fades.
Yet I’m sure
I’m seeing more.

The same sun shines North and South: Lake Winneconne SunsetMy experience fills in
views I’m seeing again.
And colors even more
scenes I’ve not seen before.

It’s frustrating to me,
this hazed fogginess I see;
but my sight was always poor,
so I accept the gaps and endure.

For even blurred pictures I now have at hand
Time lets me more clearly see and understand.

 

Hurt, Not Joy Or Hope: Haiku Lament

It should be a time
of great joy* and excitement,
but instead I hurt.
 OR: *hope
UPDATE (Next Day)
As one of my family members famously said (Decades ago) : “There’s always hope.”
So hoffen wir.
Meanwhile, thank you all for your thoughts and prayers.
As the possible/
result nears, we recall her:
“There is always hope.”