Poetry and facts !

As some know, when it comes to my writtings and nature when I write, I also write poetry. My poems are out there, whether they are liked or not, I have written them and let then loose for all to read.

Today, I have come to realize, age is a factor, in life we can not overcome, but we seem to suffer through. In my case, I am now 67, I live alone in a condo, in a 55 plus community. I am a widower.

In today’s America, the older you get the more you are forgotten, ignored and overlooked. So yes America suffers from what is now being called a loneliness syndrome and it is the elderly that suffer it most. Is there a solution to it, I am beggining to believe there isn’t because of societital woes and problems as we age. When you live your life and you are in a relationship over 20 years, and your partner suddenly, passes away from disease or illness, or decides they want to leave you where do you turn?

I know there are dating apps, and sites, let me say this you can create profiles, be as nice as you wish, post decent and nice photos, broadcast your likes and dislikes, the sites are not worth the money you pay them. They exist because people are desperate to find someone to share their lives with, yet they are afraid to step out to do so. We suffer from anxieties, fears, and we get scared to take chances. We know we want companionship, friends, even sex, yet, we also know the chances we take when we open ourselves to such possibilities, that we open our lives to possible intrusions, fraud, and basically people trying to con us or use or abuse us due to our age.

So, we don’t do bars or taverns, or dances or public events when we are old and single. We don’t really fit in there do we? So what is there to do for us as seniors, aging, other than to hang on and make the best of being alone? There is no real solution, you see.

We get told move into 55 plus communities so we have company and social interactions. While that is true to a point, and you get to play card games and sports and attend events with others, you still feel disconected and alone. We laugh to fit in, and we bend over backwards trying, but we learn quickly it doesnt work for many of us. So you learn quickly, that you don’t really fit in.

So we walk,we read books, we do arts and play card games and such. Yet we know we can never cross certain borders in our own community. You do not date a neighbor or fellow resident, if you pass or cross that line and one thing goes wrong, it becomes a mess no one can fix. As we all know as adults, if you start a relationship with a neighbor and it goes bad, it is usually one side or the other that is blamed. When that occurs, you are then cast out by the rest, and end up selling the condo you bought and getting out, for you are no longer wanted in the neighborhood. So you lose, if you cross the line, so you stay alone.

So I give you this, as my answer to the above questions;

I May

William M. McCurrach 10/12/ 2023

I may see you across a crowded room,

I may see you across a field of green,

I may see you, and smile you see,

And of course you may see me.

We may feel an attraction for one another,

It changes instantly to sister and brother,

We are not related don’t you see,

But is is how it must be.

So as we live side by side,

Our interests in one another, we must hide.

In the end we end up asking ourselves,

May I, Should I, Can I,

And to that I end up going no ,

I May Not. So what I may, or May not do,

I do not wish to overstep, wvwn if I admire you,

As all has said and been done, I may is a place we can not run.

I may live and die here alone, but to cross aline is not my to own.

I want peace I want to laugh and love,

But I may is a question that shall never be answered from Above.