Being Old As If
I know I’m dying let’s start
there though the event hasn’t
been scheduled yet and the
actual date and time I may
have a say give up the ghost
or the body may be boss say
it’s time for you to go now
time for me to start or perhaps
better said continue the process
of decay for now I just try to
figure out how to optimize
being old as if it has purpose
and meaning like the rest of
life maybe god has a plan so
I try to discern and align and
attune I may still accomplish
something create something
send it out into the world
contribute participate in god’s
work creation and redemption
Bionote
James T. Stemmle is an old man, currently living retirement in WV with his wife of 58 years. In warm weather, he writes poetry during morning meditations on a bench in his back yard, where, immersed in nature, it is so quiet that, depending on atmospheric conditions, he can sometimes hear interstate traffic four miles distant. He had a Federal Government career mostly with EPA, earned a doctorate from Catholic U in Chemistry, and was born in Louisville, KY. He is eager to share more of his accumulating poetry. He has published 27 poems so far in several small literary magazines including: The Octillo Review, Evening Street Review, The Raven’s Perch, Deep South Magazine, Hektoen International (a journal of medical humanities), Literary Veganism, Choeofpleirn Press, Seattle Star, Poetry Superhighway, Open Arts Forum, The Light Ekphrastic, Midway Journal, Open Door Poetry Magazine, The Pennsylvania Literary Journal and Literary Heist.
there though the event hasn’t
been scheduled yet and the
actual date and time I may
have a say give up the ghost
or the body may be boss say
it’s time for you to go now
time for me to start or perhaps
better said continue the process
of decay for now I just try to
figure out how to optimize
being old as if it has purpose
and meaning like the rest of
life maybe god has a plan so
I try to discern and align and
attune I may still accomplish
something create something
send it out into the world
contribute participate in god’s
work creation and redemption
Bionote
James T. Stemmle is an old man, currently living retirement in WV with his wife of 58 years. In warm weather, he writes poetry during morning meditations on a bench in his back yard, where, immersed in nature, it is so quiet that, depending on atmospheric conditions, he can sometimes hear interstate traffic four miles distant. He had a Federal Government career mostly with EPA, earned a doctorate from Catholic U in Chemistry, and was born in Louisville, KY. He is eager to share more of his accumulating poetry. He has published 27 poems so far in several small literary magazines including: The Octillo Review, Evening Street Review, The Raven’s Perch, Deep South Magazine, Hektoen International (a journal of medical humanities), Literary Veganism, Choeofpleirn Press, Seattle Star, Poetry Superhighway, Open Arts Forum, The Light Ekphrastic, Midway Journal, Open Door Poetry Magazine, The Pennsylvania Literary Journal and Literary Heist.
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