It is hard to quantify
the significant moments of my day.
I know Each is the same.
We all live lives of stunning colour,
reality,
w/ vivid, experience.
For me,
Here is the list:
The early morning welcome of companion, dog-friend, Maisie.
We walk;
Successful avoidance of barking dogs (Alsatian and Rottweiler).
Doris Kearns Goodwin
In the car; currently Franklyn Roosevelt –
Polio paralysis,
rural health camp
and extra-corporeal, leadership morphosis;
At work, events flowed from tearfulness
to cheery handover
and sadness at realisation;
Then,
Everything pushed aside
by smile of an old lady,
first fall
then second
then third;
Everyone home, via the CT scanner.
Lying and standing blood pressure –
Would anyone
Expect anything less?
One woman,
Dying,
Mismanaged,
Care and provision
Misdirected,
She,
Benefiting little from our technological age;
Within a day,
Or two,
She will be dead.
A light extinguished,
Beyond Apple
or Samsung.
In the middle, a smiling
Beautiful encounter
With
person in her 90’s. (93).
No longer falling,
But benefiting from attention.
I ask her
And her daughter
To rate me.
On a scale of 1 to 10.
One, I am the worst, 10 the best.
And,
Soon after, I am off,
To another assessment,
An evaluation of what I have done,
What I am doing
And,
What I will do.
The day is broken-up
By phone calls
With funeral directors;
Sincere
Men and women
Doing their best
To ensure
A dignified (timely)
Next step.
Day ends with
Spaghetti Bolognese.
And,
Red
Dead
Redemption.
My children amazed
At my inability to take aim,
To shoot;
Likely a reflection
Of my chances in life overall.
I am better-off
Where I am;
Laloux, Proulx and Kafka, Singer, Goleman and Blake,
Fortresses protecting me;
Mantel, Zweig and Nabokov,
Here I come.

10/10 *****
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Loved this, Rod.
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