Poems about Aging
#aging
Poems about aging and the aging process. Poetry about what it's like to watch family and loved ones get older. Poems about aging includes everything from a midlife crisis, to our twilight years.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 1:58am
12th Sep 2024 1:58am
the noise on the street is never ending
got into a cab and the driver had classic fm on his
radio, and it was such a relief to get away from the buskers
on the street singing bloody awful versions of pop songs,
I just sat back and listened to the lark ascending
radio, and it was such a relief to get away from the buskers
on the street singing bloody awful versions of pop songs,
I just sat back and listened to the lark ascending
#aging
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
9th Sep 2024 4:28am
9th Sep 2024 4:28am
Tete a Tete
The wife just loves to work and work
then switch her mode to twerk and grind
where sometimes she goes as berserk
as piracy by Golden Hind...
where a bodice might just be ripped;
torn like panties by pirate raid,
or sometimes just abruptly stripped
to make it clear she must be laid.
She knows I want no signals mixed
as love by rights should be long lived
to see her husband's gaze transfixed
by her libido...much revived...
it was pure glory to behold...
then beheld again and again
before we get just too damn...
then switch her mode to twerk and grind
where sometimes she goes as berserk
as piracy by Golden Hind...
where a bodice might just be ripped;
torn like panties by pirate raid,
or sometimes just abruptly stripped
to make it clear she must be laid.
She knows I want no signals mixed
as love by rights should be long lived
to see her husband's gaze transfixed
by her libido...much revived...
it was pure glory to behold...
then beheld again and again
before we get just too damn...
#aging
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8 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
6th Sep 2024 00:17am
6th Sep 2024 00:17am
and don’t forget the touching ..
nights at home on the sofa
are bliss, eating together,
watching old black and white
films and discussing each
other’s ailments and other touching
moments such as this
are bliss, eating together,
watching old black and white
films and discussing each
other’s ailments and other touching
moments such as this
#aging
37 reads
2 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 1:15am
5th Sep 2024 1:15am
slippery steps
and who cares there’s no
flowers in winter I worry more
about falling down stairs
flowers in winter I worry more
about falling down stairs
#aging
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 9:54pm
3rd Sep 2024 9:54pm
Flabbergastation
Infatuation's X-ray eyes
border on the perverse;
a curiosity that tries
in fetish to immerse.
But novelty is not enough
to satisfy the itch
when H.R. has been puffin stuff
In psycho bait and switch.
We're better off when we decide
to re-engage with love
those things we once too harshly plied
in freaky kinks thereof.
So now we take things extra slow
hoping to make it last
in something like a healthy flow...
where flabber won't be gast.
border on the perverse;
a curiosity that tries
in fetish to immerse.
But novelty is not enough
to satisfy the itch
when H.R. has been puffin stuff
In psycho bait and switch.
We're better off when we decide
to re-engage with love
those things we once too harshly plied
in freaky kinks thereof.
So now we take things extra slow
hoping to make it last
in something like a healthy flow...
where flabber won't be gast.
#aging
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6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 5:21am
3rd Sep 2024 5:21am
gather roses
gather
roses
while time
allows, for
once the
flower
blooms,
age
begins,
each
season
under
the sun,
moon and
heaven's
delight,
those
moments
passing,
and later
the vine
will
relinquish
any fruit.
roses
while time
allows, for
once the
flower
blooms,
age
begins,
each
season
under
the sun,
moon and
heaven's
delight,
those
moments
passing,
and later
the vine
will
relinquish
any fruit.
#aging
#birth
#dating #death
#dating #death
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10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 10:41am
2nd Sep 2024 10:41am
Cutaneous
Love is a hasty and curious affliction,
an allergy that defies all predictions.
A perpetual shiver, such a cunning shiver,
a touch that lasts, an endless euphoria.
It's like an itch you can't scratch,
a feverish blush, a maddening departure.
A sweet allergy you never want to cure,
an eternal chill, such a pure emotion.
Love is a sneeze that catches you off guard,
a tickle in the heart, a breath of fresh air.
A rash that spreads with every glance,
a chronic condition, a risky dance.
So here's to love, that capricious...
an allergy that defies all predictions.
A perpetual shiver, such a cunning shiver,
a touch that lasts, an endless euphoria.
It's like an itch you can't scratch,
a feverish blush, a maddening departure.
A sweet allergy you never want to cure,
an eternal chill, such a pure emotion.
Love is a sneeze that catches you off guard,
a tickle in the heart, a breath of fresh air.
A rash that spreads with every glance,
a chronic condition, a risky dance.
So here's to love, that capricious...
#aging
#fate
#love
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 10:59am
30th Aug 2024 10:59am
Love has no restriction
White sand is running
The hourglass will betray
We'll forever love
The hourglass will betray
We'll forever love
#aging
#LifeCycle
#love #senryu
#love #senryu
54 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
28th Aug 2024 9:56pm
28th Aug 2024 9:56pm
THE GAMMA KNIFE
I've made it back 🏡 since being gone in wee hours of the raising sun ⛅ since 5:30 am and it's 3 pm now, Yet here I rest my head, as I decompress the things I'm feeling now, things that are just going on in my mind my body and my spiritual soul. FOR there is pain along with the hurt from the injection's into my 🧠 left side and right side. They the elders say that a mind, is a terrible thing to waste. Yes that is so true to life for the procedure that I have to go through it's called gamma knife, it's used in various brain tumors basely it's a locator of stem cells that...
#aging
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
66 reads
4 Comments
Seed
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 8:30pm
27th Aug 2024 8:30pm
Sunlight at Just the Right Angle
I looked at an old man and thought
he looks grizzled and tired,
frustrated and irritated at what the world
has become and what he has turned into,
about what he's lost over the years
and of all the women he could have had.
He knows now all is vanity and that he's got
more years behind him than in front of him.
It's a bittersweet surrender.
He still carries a heavy weight
of pain and regret,
and he needs to somehow
let it go.
He looks wrinkled and worn.
He looks aged and if the sunlight shines on him
at just the right...
he looks grizzled and tired,
frustrated and irritated at what the world
has become and what he has turned into,
about what he's lost over the years
and of all the women he could have had.
He knows now all is vanity and that he's got
more years behind him than in front of him.
It's a bittersweet surrender.
He still carries a heavy weight
of pain and regret,
and he needs to somehow
let it go.
He looks wrinkled and worn.
He looks aged and if the sunlight shines on him
at just the right...
#aging
#death
#LifeCycle
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
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oskar
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 12:33pm
27th Aug 2024 12:33pm
corruption
Corruption
I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone
The officer looked disappointed
the traffic fine is sent by post
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her the officer shaves ...
I like winter evenings in Portugal
lit wood fire
my wife prepares the evening meal
On my way home one evening
a police officer stopped me
something about my headlight
I thought of offering him a bribe
but had no idea how to go about it
Police officers are not well-paid
and Christmas was coming up
I'm not a regular Don Corleone
The officer looked disappointed
the traffic fine is sent by post
I told my wife about this episode
the hairdresser in the village
had told her the officer shaves ...
#aging
#birth
#childhood
#dating
#LifeCycle
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0 Comments
Adelphina
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 9:04pm
25th Aug 2024 9:04pm
In the Grey
I'm in the middle
of night and day
one foot in
one foot out
of my grave
I'm in the middle
of thunder and
miles of rain
where all the color
is washed away
You'll find me
in the grey
Colorblind
and that's okay
The clock
has her hands
filled with time
too busy to
pay any mind
My roots have
turned to stone
from my head
I grew a throne
to sit and wait
Weathered and dry
when it's time to die
keeping my cool
where all the color ...
of night and day
one foot in
one foot out
of my grave
I'm in the middle
of thunder and
miles of rain
where all the color
is washed away
You'll find me
in the grey
Colorblind
and that's okay
The clock
has her hands
filled with time
too busy to
pay any mind
My roots have
turned to stone
from my head
I grew a throne
to sit and wait
Weathered and dry
when it's time to die
keeping my cool
where all the color ...
#aging
#inspirational
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