Tuesday, January 23, 2024

I Still Am

 

Although I cannot explain,


the Universe out there


is nothing less than


incomprehensibly amazing


to me.



I could never be a physicist


or mathematician, beyond


simple 2 plus 2 math,


numbers, symbols


and calculations are


far to complicated for me.



I never had what it takes


to play sports professionally.


Muscle mass, exercise and


nutritional training were


never part of my physical


and mental regime.



I do have what it takes


on occasion


to be susceptibly


prone to making


bad choices


and stupid mistakes.



I did, however, manage


somehow making it to


nearly 77-years old and


gray in this lifetime


of mine.



By the looks and sound


of it, at this place in time,


breathing in and out, it


is apparent I still am alive.



              -30-


Chris Hanch 1-23-2024

Monday, January 22, 2024

Something About Forever

 

I shall not miss TV,


it shall prattle on for


centuries without me.



This life of mine


without a car turned


out to be a refreshing


bliss for me.



My list of things


to do slipped into


the rear view mirror,


and before I knew it,


I realized I could


do without.



I sometimes think


about the forever


darkness of death


which awaits us all.



Most of us would


like to be remembered


occasionally when


we’re gone.



But while I’m still


alive I realize what


it’s like to be forgotten.


In death nothing


matters anymore.



Not even a dim


and distant light


will shine on what


may have been.



Even forever is


a meaningless


unformed word


in the darkness


never to be heard.



                 -30-


Chris Hanch 1-22-2024

Monday, January 8, 2024

Happenings Today

 

My thoughts brought me to


then took me away from you.


Contemplating and reasoning


was the thing of fulfillment


and failure, imagining such


things of human conditioning.



Rightly or wrongly, I had to


rise from one side of the bed


today. Choices, it is said, we


have choices to be made. I


say these things because I can.



There are word images spread


out before us we don’t under-


tand. How many “Qs” do you


suppose are contained in a can


alphabet soup?



How are we supposed to make


sense out of random happen-


ings on any given day? I never


expected to hyphenate happen-


ings twice in one day. None


the less, done is done, and the


show must go on.



By tomorrow these words


shall be used in a refrain


to explain something else.



               -30-


Chris Hanch 1-8-2024