Dive board jumpers Korea Germany
Like wandering Jew eternally
No surname are necessary
Everything is transitory
Can’t remember the names of anyone from 1st to 5th grade
I wonder what it is like to have a hometown or childhood friends
Results negative incapable of forming meaningful long term relationships
High suicidal rates drug use and incarceration even more messed up than our parents
Shoulder intergenerational PTSD
Stating at Riverwalk and Alamo
Always remembering life on the road
Lonely no family
Yang+Yin optimal health economics
fueling wealthy cooperative politics
Leads to less survivalist
Yang v Yin
Also,
Yang x Yin
multiplies SunLight x EarthPower
cooperative empowerment
fuels enlightening reiterations,
integrations,
creolizations
As Yang/Yin divides
separates
disintegrates otherwise win/win
healthy systems.
So, just a quick restorative justice question--
Let's imagine a homeless adolescent (Yang)
and an angry and resentful parent (Yin)
left behind
at what used to pass
as their peaceful white picket-fenced
house
home
habitat.
Do we assume the defiant
rebellious
often self-vindicating
PTSD and ADHD,
homeless adolescent
is typically at fault?
maybe?
Or
do we blame
and shame
the still housed adult
working one
or two
or three jobs?
Why not both
and why not avoid condemning
either Yang or Yin
Perhaps complicated
with trauma intergenerational histories
as old as slavery
and warrior rape
and tribal sacrifices
of adolescent trust
and beauty
and soul emptying absence
of win/win integrity,
secular intent,
sacred hope.
As ageing growing old;
It turns out, most grumpy stale people used to be grumpy young people;
This I believe it is so;
Ageing doesn’t turn a cheerful person into a grouch;
Now that I’m older I need to go get and off this couch;
The birth we’re born then we were young this is the prequel;
As ageing growing archaic elders then not treated as equals;
We are sounder problem-solvers;
And can sooner quickly draw the message from an argument;
Neither am I poor nor destitute but now I’m on a fix budget:
As ageing growing old;
Being comfortable a must and not being stylish anymore;
A sense of urgency comes with ageing, I know who I am;
And to whom I AM PRAYING;
Do you, hear what I’m saying;
The nice thing about getting older is you have seen it all, lived it all, felt it all;
As ageing growing old yes! We all see it all, live it all, feel it all;
(if we don’t die before we’re 45)
As ageing grows old, I sigh;
As I remember what my grandparents had said why...
As ageing growing old OH! my;
06/13/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
For UNO 2019 Intergenerational Poetry Contest
I am old;
But not aged;
Edgerly, elderly...
~
I'm not old;
But I'm told;
~
Better sit down;
Before I fall down;
~
Why git a cane;
I yet remain on top of the ground;
Whose old, I'm
I am eternal;
6/11/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
For UNO 2019 Intergenerational Poetry Contest
My teeth are dull and dim shady yellow;
My bones squeak and pop;
When I walk I moan;
What is it, what is this all about?
Am I elderly?
My vision not to far;
I can see things up close;
When I shallow hard;
Get a lump in my throat;
Everything tingles, everything hurts;
Am I elderly?
I’ve been to where you want to go;
I’ve traveled afar yet few;
I’ve done been through what you going through;
So what are you gonna do..
Millennially bet Ya! Didn’t see this coming
Did Ya;
Well I’m known and I’m loved;
I am wiser than owl;
All this and I’m so….tried and tried
Guess I am elderly
Got some gray hairs on my head and chin;
And a somewhat spotted grin
Am I elderly?
Can’t retire till I’m lost;
Government won’t bill the cost;
Mustn’t give up;
I’m all I got left;
So I go right to my knees;
As I ask my God to forgive me;
Because I want to see, Him, see His face in peace
I am elderly
10/6/18
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
"For 10 Annual INTERGENERATIONAL POETRY CONTEST UNO"