Tag Archives: aging

You Know You’re Getting Old When….

Posted on April 12, 2022 by toritto

Written a decade ago as I turned 70 Don’t you just love it when something occurs in your life and it suddenly dawns on you – I’m getting old. Of course we all know we are getting older but there … Continue reading →

Posted in family | Tagged aging, back ache, changing a flat, flat tire, getting old, Goddess of Aging, laughs, loss of abilities, realization that your old, sweat | 8 Comments

Moment of Perfection – Poem #30 – From the Archives

Posted on March 29, 2020 by toritto

I don’t recall which day it was of the thousands I have lived when I realized that nothing lasts and what a shame it was that perfection is for just a moment before the downward slope begins. I don’t know … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged aging, deterioration, immortality, life, loss, moment of perfection, mortality, nothing lasts, poetry, the unrealized moment, when all is perfect, youth | 5 Comments

Old Blue Eyes

Posted on July 5, 2016 by toritto

Toritto in 1982 at40 No, this is not a post about Frank Sinatra! If you were lured here under false pretenses as a lover of Sinatra please accept my apologies. If you are interested in why I picked the title … Continue reading →

Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged aging, arcus senilis, blue eyes, brown eyes, cholesterol, eye color | 8 Comments

Patience and Prudence

Posted on January 18, 2016 by toritto

A re-post from a year ago. At a corner table of a Wendy’s an old woman sits every morning bent over her paper, her coffee and half eaten egg patiently awaiting further attention. In the banality that is old age … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged aging, being proper, carpe diem, chances lost, counseling patience, doing the right thing, impulses denied, joy sacrificed, missed chances, old age, opportunities lost, planning, poetry, prudence, regrets, security, sensibility | 7 Comments

Super Bowls, David and the Passage of Time

Posted on January 11, 2016 by toritto

Super Bowl Fifty will be played in several weeks. Usually the NFL uses Roman numerals to designate the game – Super Bowl L – but apparently this year the league decided too many of us dolts don’t know enough about … Continue reading →

Posted in family | Tagged aging, dense memories, dvid bowie, elderly, new experience, Super Bowl, timeflies, Vince Lombardi, youth | 2 Comments

25th High School Reunion

Posted on January 1, 2016 by toritto

I saw her at the ’84 reunion a little older, a little grayer, the first fine lines on her porcelain face; inhabiting the body of a stranger while here in the yearbook we are all preserved; the teen beauty … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged 1984, 25th high school reunion, aging, class of 1959, high school musica. fantasy lover, in the still of the night, losses, memories, poetry, prom, youth | 5 Comments

That’s All There Is

Posted on December 14, 2015 by toritto

Watching toddlers frolic at the shore with squirt guns, building sand castles under the watchful eyes of their beautiful MILF mothers sitting nearby in sun hats moist in the heat, beads of sweat collecting in swells and creases, I realized … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged age, aging, life is short, middle age, missing the important stuff, poetry, teens, toddlers | 4 Comments

Going Home

Posted on December 3, 2015 by toritto

You go back to the place you grew up and find it’s changed houses and bars that are no more the ones still standing, unrecognizable and you see her now, the teen beauty of your youthful dreams a cocktail waitress … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged aging, fleeting beauty, growing up, high school, invisible, nothing remains the same, poetry, real life | 4 Comments

Running With Stars

Posted on November 20, 2015 by toritto

I am nothing I do not exist I am invisible with no Facebook page no Twitter follows Does anyone know I’m here? Hello? in the vastness that is space and time how many thinking beings have lived and died forgotten? … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged accomplishments, aging, alone, counting for nothing, forgotten as if one never existed, invisible, poetry, record you were here, space, time, universe, unseen | 4 Comments

Time Flies

Posted on September 22, 2015 by toritto

It’s after midnight It was nine when I turned on the lamp, sitting here, neither reading nor talking alone in the house who is here to talk with? Only the shade of my former self reminding me of earthly pleasures … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged aging, alone, loss, memory, pleasures, poetry, sorrows, time flies, youth | 3 Comments

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