Weekend Writing Prompt — Longevity

B2F8FF3C-D083-4F91-BB8E-10B2DA962A9FLife itself is transitory
It doesn’t last forever
For some it’s relatively short
Others are blessed with longevity
I’ve been around for seven decades
And I don’t know
How much longer I have
But I do know
The end of life is inevitable
I don’t often think about that end
But when I do
I don’t want to suffer
I hope it comes peacefully
While I’m asleep in bed
In the middle of a pleasant dream

(76 words)

2F7E4F5B-DE83-4288-8D8D-02F9613599ECWritten for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “longevity” in exactly 76 words.

One-Liner Wednesday — Life


“At first we want life to be romantic; later, to be bearable; finally, to be understandable.”

American poet Louise Bogan

Personally, I was never a romantic type and I never felt that life was unbearable. But I have always sought to try to understand what my life is all about. And I have yet to find the answer.

What about you?

Written for today’s One-Liner Wednesday prompt from Linda G. Hill. Photo credit: Greg Rakozy at Unsplash.com

Swiftly Failing

Memory lossHow am I supposed to see your incredible beauty due to my swiftly failing vision?

How am I supposed to hear your words of endearment due to my swiftly failing hearing?

How am I supposed to recall our wonderful times together due to my swiftly failing memory?

How am I supposed to give you everything you deserve due to my swiftly failing health?

How am I supposed to leave you all alone in the world due to my swiftly failing life?

127CC2F1-5DD2-4410-92E5-3A6C9D699085Written for this week’s Tuesday Writing Prompts Challenge, where the prompt is to write a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “swiftly failing memory” in it.

Weekend Writing Prompt — Looking Back

12670AFF-BA5E-424C-90A7-FFFB82A1F54BI didn’t plan it this way.

My life seemed to choose its own path at each crossroads.

Sometimes it worked out, at other times, not so much.

That said, as I look back in my twilight years,

My life has been rich and full.

(Exactly 44 words)

Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “twilight” in exactly 44 words.

Share Your World — About Life, Death, Beauty, Morality, and Perfection

SYWMonday means Melanie’s Share Your World prompt. Today our host has become quite philosophical in her questions. She wants us to talk about the living and the dead, about beauty and morality, about technology and emotions, and about perfection and gratitude. A tall order, indeed!

Anyway, let’s do this!

Why do we seem to respect the dead more than the living?

I don’t respect the dead more than the living. I respect what people accomplish (or accomplished) and the manner in which they live (or lived) their lives, living or dead.10F97ABA-FC27-4699-9CD7-4A7C3A826D3A

Why is beauty associated with morality?  Or not?   (a few weeks back I asked a similar question, but the key word was MORTALITY, not MORALITY).

I hate to be argumentative today, but I don’t associate beauty with morality. Physical beauty has more to do with appearance than with positive actions or good deeds. In fact, so-called “beautiful people” often have advantages in life not available to those whose appearances are less attractive and, therefore, may be less empathetic. So, in my opinion, beauty and morality are unrelated. 

Have gadgets and apps taken away emotions?

Huh? What do gadgets have to do with emotions? As to apps, I think that social media apps, especially Twitter, have intensified emotions, as people who use those apps tend to feel freer to express strong, especially negative, emotions as they hide behind the anonymity and the distance those types of apps provide. These social media apps have also reduced face-to-face human interactions to a great extent.48F6CE61-0B8C-4D5D-8A7E-A5DD7F646B01

Is there a perfect life? What’s your version of a perfect life if you care to share?

For something to be perfect it must be free from flaws or faults. Life doesn’t work that way. No person is perfect; no life is perfect. True perfection is an unrealistic goal and attempting to achieve a perfect life can only set one up for disappointment and frustration.

If you’d like, please share something uplifting or for which you are grateful.

I’m grateful for this perfect life that I am leading. 😏