Birthday time for yourself and with loved ones should be more than a day. Today, I am celebrating my birthday eve day watching Sean Connery James Bond movies while making book makers, low-carb cooking (for my genetic pre-diabetes) and hanging laundry in the delicious autumn breeze. Enjoy my musings poem!
Birthday Eve Day Musings with Sean Connery
Commemorating the 52nd anniversary of the day
before I breathed my first independent breath
on this soft earth,
with Sean Connery
in the Bahamas, Jamaica,
Japan and Russia.
The handsome, hunky Scotsman
lived until age 90 this Halloween.
Letting my diagnosis sink in
so I can live past 90.
No sugar, bread, potatoes, or pasta.
More green and growing,
more red in wine and venison,
more intense movement and stronger muscles.
My bond girl body will resurface
from under the cush of complacent middle age
rearing up and ready for adventure.
Wildness Tammy’s post says,
wildness midlife when duty has been fulfilled.
With the cock of an eyebrow
wrestling with “Bambi” and “Thumper,”
fears to suppress,
I set my mind to reeling at possibilities.
Intrinsic adventures when travel is limited to virtual
explore lakes and woods
explore spells and ritual
exploring across time, forward and back.
Tomorrow is the day of my birth and rebirth
because you only live twice.