Friday, January 29, 2010

The Difference




It is not glands
or tenor of voice
or fire in the eye
as she first thought.

In middle years
she learned
it was not what was funny
or what was important
or who did the most
or who was right
or who won.

She now knows
it is the disquiet
at the end of the day
while she welcomes the sunset,
enjoys the meal and then
so easily slips beneath
the quilt.

It is the need to walk
the yard in winter
planning the land
and hauling the wood
while she reads poetry
quietly in the corner chair
in the sun
anticipating spring.

It is waiting for the
phone to ring
or waiting for the
new news
or opening the mail,

While she sips tea
or red wine
and watches the same
mystery on TV once again
or enhances the photo
of her grandchild.

It is trying to change the ending
versus acceptance of the certain.

15 comments:

  1. Very thought provoking and profound. Do we want to change the ending if we don't yet know the ending?

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  2. I agree! So thought provoking! It was so visual. I could see it all! And I loved the photo you used. Thanks!
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  3. I love the photo. It is very stunning. Your poetry is wonderful and insightful.

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  4. I do mean it, that's great. The peaceful acceptance while savouring the good things, if only I could do that too.
    I'm not there yet, but people like you show me the way.
    Thank you.

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  5. 'it is...' and 'it is not...' a re-evaluating process so necessary and so sweet in later years.

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  6. Tabor, truly made me think.
    All you shared is what is important to me at this time.
    My first big snow fall, curled up in a chair with my cup of tea and a book. It is wonderful. Life is Good.

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  7. Very interesting and as others said, thought-provoking.

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  8. oh, I wish I had the wisdom of my years when I was younger. But, that is not the way life is to be.....

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  9. Yes, it isn't isn't it. :)

    And yes, that would be a good idea except that I am lazy. I want future generations to see the picture, see the info right there, and move on to the next one. I don't want them hampered by obsolete programs and unusable RW-DVD's. Which they will....of course.

    Some of the folders have as few as 20 or fifty photos. Other's have many hundreds. I'm lazy. Someone needs to invent a photo program for folks to do geneology. One singer I know says:

    "...Microsoft's free ProPhoto Tools 2. It will allow you to create metadata about photos. Instead of creating long file names, the metadata allows you to enter:

    Location data; (location, city, state, country, GOS coordinates)

    Description: (title, headline, description, rating, keywords, copyright info)

    Date time info

    Other: (source, instructions, subject reference, caption writer, credit, event, usage terms, people)

    Categories: (Category, intellectual genre, scene, urgency, status, supplemental categories)

    Shot: (camera info -- your digital camera fills this in -- shutter peed, exposure, flash mode, programming mode, resolution, etc., etc.)

    Camera: (as above, including Model, Maker, software, camera serial #)

    Photographer: (title, name, email, phone #,street address, city, state, zip, country, URL)

    The metadata options are probably more than anyone could ever need. Being able to include copyright info is an especially nice thing when you post them online."

    All I need are exceptionally long titles. Ah well.

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  10. Yes, mam, after further battles with Vista and DVD's, I am attaching a spreadsheet. It's much the simpler way.

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  11. How right you are. I wonder if the day ever comes when we say, "okay, I've had enough of this. I'm ready to go now." I suppose it does come to some people, but I have a feeling that I will never quite get there. And perhaps I don't want to get there. I need to hear tomorrow's news and check tomorrow's mail. And now I even have a great grandchild.

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  12. In a lot of ways, life does get better.

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  13. Thank you. I like this one.

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  14. We are living parallel lives.

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  15. it's the simple things that make us happy that matter most. i like the poem and the photo tabor. :)

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Take your time...take a deep breath...then hit me with your best shot.