When I was a kid, my grandfather lived
a few streets away on his own.
He mumbled a lot and was fast going deaf
so conversation was always prone

to be difficult. Then I mastered the making
of meaningless noises aping the tone
of sensible speech and although I was faking,
it was only apparent to me alone.

So now that my grandson is starting to speak
and I sometimes can't understand what he says
(despite having asked for several repeats),
I do just the same and he seems not to guess

that I'm only pretending to know what he said,
encouraging him to keep prattling instead.
But I sometimes consider how long will it be
before he is doing the same thing to me.

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         FAVOURITISM

I pennypinch on miner Mattas
so as to splurge on Major Wunz.

          IF AT FIRST  .  .  .

I can try only so many times

else embarrassment

turns harassment.

And if I do, all good and well;

and if I don't, so what the hell.

Mist, the turning trees, a lemon sun;

autumn again, another summer gone.

Are some people able to say the right thing

even when stunned by the unexpected ?

Not me for I've said such ridiculous things

at moments of stress which I've later regretted.

Strange - how the minutes go so slowly

but the years go by so fast.

Melanoma

There are worse things to die from than sunshine

Snow is feminine, dancing down,

unlike masculine rods of rain

If you want young women

when you grow old,

better be rich -

they're expensively sold.

Finally a victory

against sadistic fantasy.

Going to the gym

Gym junkies aren't all massive musclemen
though some indeed resemble dinosaurs
for others only work out now and then
preferring the role of anatomy bores.

Discussing biceps, triceps, deltoids, abs
and pecs they could be biped carnivores
salivating over the choicest slabs
of meat. Beware the way they flex their jaws.

The aims of younger men are sometimes set
on more than merely strength. In threes and fours
they build self-confidence by pumping sweat,
encouraging each other with group applause.

Maturer men have more to lose than gain
when they decide to venture through the doors.
They push their paunches ahead of them in vain
attempts to find somewhere to park their flaws.

And old men are still searching for the truth
about their being robbed, a loss which gnaws
away their self-esteem  -  their stolen youth.
Grasping dumbells is like clutching sraws.

Most ladies don't want muscles but to trim
their bums and thighs. Hard exercise restores
their hope of making pecs work quite uplifting.
At least it makes a change from household chores.

And why does going to the gym suit me?
A little exercise of will ensures
invigorated limbs and vanity,
reward enough for all the sprains and sores.