Poems About Aging Seeking Friendly Advice
#aging
Oh To Be, Or Not, Wise! (5-7-5
If
age
brings
wisdom
Seriously
in
arrears!
Like
a
clever
fool!
by Jemia
age
brings
wisdom
Seriously
in
arrears!
Like
a
clever
fool!
by Jemia
#aging
#funny
#satirical #wisdom
#satirical #wisdom
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the last stop
in the greed
of becoming young,
my childhood
got captured
in this mirror,
when the evening
of my life arrived,
the deficiency
of vitamins increased,
when there was
no one
to smell my fragrance
and
no one
to listen to my loneliness,
then this childhood
stood by me
it came into my silent life,
by becoming the shape of words...
of becoming young,
my childhood
got captured
in this mirror,
when the evening
of my life arrived,
the deficiency
of vitamins increased,
when there was
no one
to smell my fragrance
and
no one
to listen to my loneliness,
then this childhood
stood by me
it came into my silent life,
by becoming the shape of words...
#aging
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Last talk
One more call
To hear your fading voice
Knowing it'll be the last
What to say
A lifetime crushed into minutes
You don't want to end
Memories flood
My mind inundated with your face
Tears pool onto your picture
Time for goodbyes
Cruel moments of living
But thankful for the chance
To hear your fading voice
Knowing it'll be the last
What to say
A lifetime crushed into minutes
You don't want to end
Memories flood
My mind inundated with your face
Tears pool onto your picture
Time for goodbyes
Cruel moments of living
But thankful for the chance
#aging
#death
#love #nostalgia
#love #nostalgia
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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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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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casting stones at beatles
we were waiting for the yellow submarine
it was coming to take us away
I was next in line listening to mister Jimmy
needing a prescription but never got what he wanted
then some fool on the hill in the dead of night
invited us all in thru his bathroom window
everyone seemed pleased to meet him
but hells bells, how many times should we guess his name?
it was coming to take us away
I was next in line listening to mister Jimmy
needing a prescription but never got what he wanted
then some fool on the hill in the dead of night
invited us all in thru his bathroom window
everyone seemed pleased to meet him
but hells bells, how many times should we guess his name?
#aging
#nostalgia
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Slow, Slow, Quick, Quick, Slow 5-7-5
It's
so
contrary
As
we
slow
down
with
ageing
Time
accellorates
by Jemia
so
contrary
As
we
slow
down
with
ageing
Time
accellorates
by Jemia
#aging
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
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Vale Paradiso
Vale Paradiso
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
#aging
#birth
#dating
#death
#fatherhood
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Rekindling
Time drifts quickly,
Issuing desperation into the void.
A besom's stirring memory,
Ascends to the fore.
Reflection, stokes a flame,
That sparked long ago.
Yours, is a prod, that could ignite;
A flicker, that might engulf, into burning.
Do you recall?
Or is it mere imagination,
What almost was?
It's something I relive,
When warm winds, only arouse memories.
Memories, that invoke you,
& that cause me to think about rekindling, an old ember.
Issuing desperation into the void.
A besom's stirring memory,
Ascends to the fore.
Reflection, stokes a flame,
That sparked long ago.
Yours, is a prod, that could ignite;
A flicker, that might engulf, into burning.
Do you recall?
Or is it mere imagination,
What almost was?
It's something I relive,
When warm winds, only arouse memories.
Memories, that invoke you,
& that cause me to think about rekindling, an old ember.
#aging
#disappointment
#marriage
#romantic
#UnrequitedLove
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Young Hearts Run Free (Straight Talk Live)
I have been getting out of my bed, checking my voicemail before the crack of dawn to make sure none of my nursing staff has called off and me rushing around to find a replacement, or pay someone time and a half to cover, or the last resort of my passion, me filling in, passing out medications, checking Traches, draining colotomy bags, making sure patients who are bed ridden are rotated, assisting a Patient Care Assocaite or a LPN with bathing, giving insulin injections, then between the clinical duties and checking in my office to make sure no calls from Medicare for services reimbursement,...
#aging
#identity
#peace
#philosophical
#wisdom
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huff & puff...& pass out
he put trick candles on my cake
brought it out...singing wildly off key
grinning with childlike glee
{it's his way...}
I had my suspicions
but kept them to myself
& played along
giving it one good long blow
getting them all out in a single puff
& watched with sadness
as his face creased into a mask of guilt
when I erupted into a spate of vicious coughing
{par for the course...
it was to be expected}
his profuse apologies muffled by their volume
I shook my head fiercely & waved it off ...
brought it out...singing wildly off key
grinning with childlike glee
{it's his way...}
I had my suspicions
but kept them to myself
& played along
giving it one good long blow
getting them all out in a single puff
& watched with sadness
as his face creased into a mask of guilt
when I erupted into a spate of vicious coughing
{par for the course...
it was to be expected}
his profuse apologies muffled by their volume
I shook my head fiercely & waved it off ...
#aging
#confessional
#family
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knowledge
and as
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
i lay
taking
my last
breath,
of course
death came
to me,
and whispered
in my
ear all
the answers
to questions
about why
we
were here
and what
life was
supposed
to be
about.
#aging
#birth
#death #fate
#death #fate
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