time doesn’t care for me
gravity weighs on me
preys on me
degradation
loss of lubrication
wearing away of tissue
friction becomes an issue
the grinding in my groan
hysteresis in my bend
and bone
vessels weaken
thin
how long can my heart win
against endless pumping
glitches in the pattern’s
thumping
neural pathways fray
in withered grey
more and more circuits
misfire each day
approaching cognitive disarray
I am life
subject to physical law
and though I head
towards death’s maw
with weakened knees
I stand in awe
even with all our frailty
and flaws
Cloak Unfurled 
Very well done Swarn. It’s feeling all too familiar too.
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Thank you Jim! It is indeed. I came up with the much of the poem while exercising. LOL
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the grinding in my groan
hysteresis in my bend
and bone”. This is what the Lady of Shalott would have sounded like had Tennyson exercised. Haha. That’s a great line.
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LOL….that seems likely. I wasn’t sure how many people would be familiar with the meaning of hysteresis in this context, but I like to throw my nerd words in there as you probably know.
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My mind writes checks my body can’t cash all the time. It made perfect sense.
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When my son writes a poem like this, it lets me know that I am well ahead of him in advancing to “death’s maw.” And yet, life is to be lived, every moment savored, both pleasures and pain. We live to die isn’t a morbid thought. It simply means life is full, meaningful and I am alive, even if my knees creak and I weary at times.
Thank you for writing this Swarn. You are so talented.
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Thank you mom. And I agree it isn’t morbid. It’s just life. The natural wearing down of parts. Modern medicine has helped some of those be replaceable, but in the end there are just too many parts wearing down constantly, just through our living of life. There’s nothing for it, it just is.
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Wow! Excellent.
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Hope things aren’t as bad as they sound, Swarn! I initially misread the grinding in my groan as the grinding in my groin. Nice work, anyway. All best wishes, Hariod.
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We both misread the same 😂
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I think that speaks volumes for both of us, Bela.
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🤣😂😁🤓😘😘😘
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Haha…I did think about the similarity of the words, but didn’t think groins could grind. And if yours is grinding you should definitely see a doctor. lol
Maybe more like:
the tearing of my groin
the tender in my loin
LOL
Things are going well here. Getting my first jab of the pfizer vaccine tomorrow so I hoping life will return to some level of normalcy by the summer! Hope you are well also Hariod!
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I think you set it up with your talk of ‘lubrication’ and ‘friction’; and you know what that Bela’s like.
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Yeah… Just Bela has the dirty mind. 😂😂
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Wonderfully done, my poetic science friend. 🙏
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Thank you so much Bela. I appreciate it!
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