Life Cycle Published by Members Recently Online Poems
#LifeCycle
TheOralizer
Poem Published
10th May 2021 10:16pm
10th May 2021 10:16pm
OLD FOLKS LOVE TOO
TRUTH
As I sat on a barstool
beside me was a mature
lady, with beautiful white hair,
dressed in the latest style
and very articulate in
conversing on any subject;
beautiful and charming.
Out of the blue, she asked,
"Do you think we older people,
I'll be 70 my next brthday,
ever have desires for romantic encounters?"
I was very coy and replied, "I think
you're the one who can answer that."
With a smile and a touch on my leg
she indeed gave her reply:
"We older folks love, too,
don't...
As I sat on a barstool
beside me was a mature
lady, with beautiful white hair,
dressed in the latest style
and very articulate in
conversing on any subject;
beautiful and charming.
Out of the blue, she asked,
"Do you think we older people,
I'll be 70 my next brthday,
ever have desires for romantic encounters?"
I was very coy and replied, "I think
you're the one who can answer that."
With a smile and a touch on my leg
she indeed gave her reply:
"We older folks love, too,
don't...
#LifeCycle
#aging
#dating #LookingForLove
#dating #LookingForLove
346 reads
2 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
10th May 2021 10:16pm
10th May 2021 10:16pm
OLD FOLKS LOVE TOO
TRUTH
As I sat on a barstool
beside me was a mature
lady, with beautiful white hair,
dressed in the latest style
and very articulate in
conversing on any subject;
beautiful and charming.
Out of the blue, she asked,
"Do you think we older people,
I'll be 70 my next brthday,
ever have desires for romantic encounters?"
I was very coy and replied, "I think
you're the one who can answer that."
With a smile and a touch on my leg
she indeed gave her reply:
"We older folks love, too,
don't...
As I sat on a barstool
beside me was a mature
lady, with beautiful white hair,
dressed in the latest style
and very articulate in
conversing on any subject;
beautiful and charming.
Out of the blue, she asked,
"Do you think we older people,
I'll be 70 my next brthday,
ever have desires for romantic encounters?"
I was very coy and replied, "I think
you're the one who can answer that."
With a smile and a touch on my leg
she indeed gave her reply:
"We older folks love, too,
don't...
#LifeCycle
#aging
#dating #LookingForLove
#dating #LookingForLove
346 reads
2 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
10th May 2021 10:16pm
10th May 2021 10:16pm
OLD FOLKS LOVE TOO
TRUTH
As I sat on a barstool
beside me was a mature
lady, with beautiful white hair,
dressed in the latest style
and very articulate in
conversing on any subject;
beautiful and charming.
Out of the blue, she asked,
"Do you think we older people,
I'll be 70 my next brthday,
ever have desires for romantic encounters?"
I was very coy and replied, "I think
you're the one who can answer that."
With a smile and a touch on my leg
she indeed gave her reply:
"We older folks love, too,
don't...
As I sat on a barstool
beside me was a mature
lady, with beautiful white hair,
dressed in the latest style
and very articulate in
conversing on any subject;
beautiful and charming.
Out of the blue, she asked,
"Do you think we older people,
I'll be 70 my next brthday,
ever have desires for romantic encounters?"
I was very coy and replied, "I think
you're the one who can answer that."
With a smile and a touch on my leg
she indeed gave her reply:
"We older folks love, too,
don't...
#LifeCycle
#aging
#dating #LookingForLove
#dating #LookingForLove
346 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 9:54am
13th Sep 2024 9:54am
what you say...?
the tree did not mind
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
#LifeCycle
#trees
#betrayal
166 reads
8 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 9:54am
13th Sep 2024 9:54am
what you say...?
the tree did not mind
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
#LifeCycle
#trees
#betrayal
166 reads
8 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
13th Sep 2024 9:54am
13th Sep 2024 9:54am
what you say...?
the tree did not mind
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
but the leaf changed it's own color
so it fell...
#LifeCycle
#trees
#betrayal
166 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
A Bit Player In A Wayward Dream
I sometimes wonder
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
40 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
A Bit Player In A Wayward Dream
I sometimes wonder
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
40 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
A Bit Player In A Wayward Dream
I sometimes wonder
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
40 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
3rd Feb 2025 10:43pm
A Bit Player In A Wayward Dream
I sometimes wonder
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
Whether
I'm just a figment
Of someone else's imagination
A non-existence
A bit player, in a wayward dream
I'm only real
Because the dramer perceives me as real
Therefore, i'm left questioning my own existence
Living within another surreality
Perhaps i'm a fairy
That believes in humans
But sees them as alien creatures
My ethereal escape
With wings
To float on the breezes
Thus avoiding the tempestuous storms
That lurk within the teacups of doubt
Of the nightmarish...
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
40 reads
0 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 10:23pm
26th Nov 2024 10:23pm
Once blossoming
As Rose wilting.
With cumbersome exuberance.
Burdening demand of its flourish.
Thorny the delicate dance.
For unfolding wanes.
It's bloom a final serenade.
A holpeless coaxing.
Aspiring to its undoing.
Fosters further burgeoning.
In vibrant homage.
To beauty unseen.
With cumbersome exuberance.
Burdening demand of its flourish.
Thorny the delicate dance.
For unfolding wanes.
It's bloom a final serenade.
A holpeless coaxing.
Aspiring to its undoing.
Fosters further burgeoning.
In vibrant homage.
To beauty unseen.
#LifeCycle
#nature
113 reads
6 Comments
RyanBlackborough
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 10:23pm
26th Nov 2024 10:23pm
Once blossoming
As Rose wilting.
With cumbersome exuberance.
Burdening demand of its flourish.
Thorny the delicate dance.
For unfolding wanes.
It's bloom a final serenade.
A holpeless coaxing.
Aspiring to its undoing.
Fosters further burgeoning.
In vibrant homage.
To beauty unseen.
With cumbersome exuberance.
Burdening demand of its flourish.
Thorny the delicate dance.
For unfolding wanes.
It's bloom a final serenade.
A holpeless coaxing.
Aspiring to its undoing.
Fosters further burgeoning.
In vibrant homage.
To beauty unseen.
#LifeCycle
#nature
113 reads
6 Comments
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