Hobble Creek Review
Wasting Time
I start out the new year
amazed that I get
another, since I've lost
and I'm losing so many
people all around me, older
and younger. I think
about the time I waste
playing Spider Solitaire
on the computer, wonder
if I'll wish I had that time
back some day. I try
to make a resolution
despite my disbelief
in such trivial antics
doomed to failure
yet I continue
to dally. Anxiety
builds a nest in my
chest, nuzzles up
against my lungs, clogs
my throat. I'm more
in tune with my visceral
goings-on since my last
few physicals, still
I can't isolate real
threats from ordinary
rumblings. How will I know
when the final thing
comes along. Will I suffer
or go quickly. It's all
so random, so un-
reasonable, so impossible
to plan. Play is not so bad.

Marilyn Haight's first collection of poetry, No One Ever Told Me:
Poems For People Over Fifty, was released in 2011 (Worded Write
Publishing). Other poems have appeared in Measuring Twine:
Poetry With Strings Attached, an anthology edited by James Masao
Mitsui; and The Storyteller, Journal of The Society of Southwestern
Authors. Her essays have appeared in several several Chicken
Soup For The Soul anthologies, and she is the author of four
"how-to" books. Originally from New Jersey, Marilyn currently lives
in Peoria, Arizona, with her husband and their Italian Greyhound.