Least Read Poems About Aging
#aging
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
3rd May 2022 10:19am
3rd May 2022 10:19am
Entropic
The order of the world
is slowly unfurled
spilled out complete
like ink into water
As the black cloud
swirls about
some specter of doubt
haunting my very days
What was once clear
is shrouded in fear
cloaked in shadow
drowning in disorder
All that we do
all that we say
withered now away
like runes in stone
Choking on the rust
crumbling pillars of trust
still too myopic
to realize we are entropic
is slowly unfurled
spilled out complete
like ink into water
As the black cloud
swirls about
some specter of doubt
haunting my very days
What was once clear
is shrouded in fear
cloaked in shadow
drowning in disorder
All that we do
all that we say
withered now away
like runes in stone
Choking on the rust
crumbling pillars of trust
still too myopic
to realize we are entropic
#universe
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 9:20am
24th Jul 2023 9:20am
Autumn and Its Fall
The bastion of this season
is always well beyond reason
in how it seems to linger
how it again points its finger
To the passage of the years
the concatenation of my fears
I only seem to truly feel
when the ending year seems real
Knowing I am a little further on
ticking off another chilly dawn
on my way to my own conclusion
desperate in search of any allusion
While I do long for some surprise
in the form of useful alibis
something to finally make sense ...
is always well beyond reason
in how it seems to linger
how it again points its finger
To the passage of the years
the concatenation of my fears
I only seem to truly feel
when the ending year seems real
Knowing I am a little further on
ticking off another chilly dawn
on my way to my own conclusion
desperate in search of any allusion
While I do long for some surprise
in the form of useful alibis
something to finally make sense ...
#death
#fall
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
27th Feb 2022 8:45pm
27th Feb 2022 8:45pm
Snow Dusting
Poetry response to “A Dust of Snow” by Robert Frost
Sometimes it feels old
like a cold… neglect
much too introspect
even for a harsh winter
As my confidences splinter
icy shards on the floor
meaning little more
than the fear of each frozen tear
Sometimes it feels old
like a cold… neglect
much too introspect
even for a harsh winter
As my confidences splinter
icy shards on the floor
meaning little more
than the fear of each frozen tear
#death
#winter
#snow
#confessional
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
12th May 2022 7:53am
12th May 2022 7:53am
Midnight Snowfall
A dusting of the barren field
where the crops did once yield
covers the winter night
in a frosted white blanket
Muffling the true sound
from under the ground
the whispers of the Earth
the secrets of all time
Just the soft crunch of snow
there to let me know
all that has now past
all that has transpired
While I weather the cold
feeling myself again old
turning back the years
turning back the clock
To a random sunny day
when the world turned my way
when everything deep inside ...
where the crops did once yield
covers the winter night
in a frosted white blanket
Muffling the true sound
from under the ground
the whispers of the Earth
the secrets of all time
Just the soft crunch of snow
there to let me know
all that has now past
all that has transpired
While I weather the cold
feeling myself again old
turning back the years
turning back the clock
To a random sunny day
when the world turned my way
when everything deep inside ...
#death
#winter
#night
#confessional
#aging
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
13th Sep 2019 6:33am
13th Sep 2019 6:33am
SLUMBER OF THE MOON
Darkness, don't loose your light;
I CANNOT.
Here comes yellow, struggling against the fog.
Time, slow down;
I CANNOT.
The sun is waking up.
Full, am I?
FOOL YOU ARE!
Setting behind the clouds.
I CANNOT.
Here comes yellow, struggling against the fog.
Time, slow down;
I CANNOT.
The sun is waking up.
Full, am I?
FOOL YOU ARE!
Setting behind the clouds.
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
29th Apr 2022 6:50pm
29th Apr 2022 6:50pm
Tin Roof Rusted
The old tin roof
is more than enough proof
about the passage of time
the withering of rhyme
Despite all that we may do
striving to be true...
it always ends in rust
all ends in dust
Whether rusting tin
or an empty bottle of gin
the ending is the same
always seeking blame
To those who came before
whether rich or poor
leading us down the path
of jealousy and wrath
With so much to say
with every passing day
every lingering...
is more than enough proof
about the passage of time
the withering of rhyme
Despite all that we may do
striving to be true...
it always ends in rust
all ends in dust
Whether rusting tin
or an empty bottle of gin
the ending is the same
always seeking blame
To those who came before
whether rich or poor
leading us down the path
of jealousy and wrath
With so much to say
with every passing day
every lingering...
#death
#alcohol
#confessional
#addiction
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2022 7:59pm
23rd Dec 2022 7:59pm
Memorialize
Memory is a cemetery” ~ Charles Wright
Each one is cool granite
a fine line of marble
space for a place marker
a pause in its own mausoleum
it is here where I keep them
these secrets I can share
all these memories I dare
remember
like a perfect September
in between summer and fall
where I roam in the gloam
the seam between night and day
between silence and all I long to say
veins of happy
sprinkles of sad
dapples of clarity
now washed out by doubt
by the fading light of sunset
Each one is cool granite
a fine line of marble
space for a place marker
a pause in its own mausoleum
it is here where I keep them
these secrets I can share
all these memories I dare
remember
like a perfect September
in between summer and fall
where I roam in the gloam
the seam between night and day
between silence and all I long to say
veins of happy
sprinkles of sad
dapples of clarity
now washed out by doubt
by the fading light of sunset
#death
#confessional
#memories
#WritingPoetry
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2022 9:57am
23rd Feb 2022 9:57am
Creased
So many lines left to define
what I have said
who I will now be
scrawled upon this page
Sharp words in a row
that all seem to know
the same sad story
the oversold tale
Every cut ever deep
lets the ink then seep
into each crack
into each fold
For all to behold
the bitter brittle write
until it has finally ceased
remaining here forever creased
what I have said
who I will now be
scrawled upon this page
Sharp words in a row
that all seem to know
the same sad story
the oversold tale
Every cut ever deep
lets the ink then seep
into each crack
into each fold
For all to behold
the bitter brittle write
until it has finally ceased
remaining here forever creased
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
1st Jul 2022 7:50pm
1st Jul 2022 7:50pm
Road
We always remember it when we see it
It beckons us at birth
It carries us home” ~ Joy Harjo
Whether gravelly or paved
How each mile is saved
Put in my deep pocket
Like some keepsake in its locket
Old days I still remember
Each bittersweet November
With all of its cold rain
All of its numbing pain
Or countless bold sunrises
With their chromatic surprises
God with Her finger paint
Coloring a world growing faint
As I follow the bright yellow line
Feel the warm July sunshine
A...
It beckons us at birth
It carries us home” ~ Joy Harjo
Whether gravelly or paved
How each mile is saved
Put in my deep pocket
Like some keepsake in its locket
Old days I still remember
Each bittersweet November
With all of its cold rain
All of its numbing pain
Or countless bold sunrises
With their chromatic surprises
God with Her finger paint
Coloring a world growing faint
As I follow the bright yellow line
Feel the warm July sunshine
A...
#death
#LifeStruggles
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#aging
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
27th Jun 2023 5:50pm
27th Jun 2023 5:50pm
Becoming of Age
I am older than I look
though younger than I feel
questioning now the deal
this handshake I once shook
Since written pages in a book
can never truly reveal
dark secrets I still conceal
despite any oath I ever took
For the coming of every year
requires its interest to be paid
Just as a shedding of each tear
grieves a promise thus unmade
As Death does relish all my fear
continues resharpening his blade
though younger than I feel
questioning now the deal
this handshake I once shook
Since written pages in a book
can never truly reveal
dark secrets I still conceal
despite any oath I ever took
For the coming of every year
requires its interest to be paid
Just as a shedding of each tear
grieves a promise thus unmade
As Death does relish all my fear
continues resharpening his blade
#death
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#aging
#cancer
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
29th Dec 2023 8:46pm
29th Dec 2023 8:46pm
Past the Cusp…
This is again the time of year
where joy, sorrow and fear
all share a warm comfy seat
as my calendar is now complete
Climbing upon Janus’ broad shoulder
knowing how I am a little older
I try to once more understand
this tipped hourglass with all its sand
For it is always a difficult bet to hedge
when pressed up against the ledge
when a new yearling is born
just as the last month is torn
Wondering how many days are left
before Death with her grand theft
stealing this ever dwindling life ...
where joy, sorrow and fear
all share a warm comfy seat
as my calendar is now complete
Climbing upon Janus’ broad shoulder
knowing how I am a little older
I try to once more understand
this tipped hourglass with all its sand
For it is always a difficult bet to hedge
when pressed up against the ledge
when a new yearling is born
just as the last month is torn
Wondering how many days are left
before Death with her grand theft
stealing this ever dwindling life ...
#hope
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#aging
#wisdom
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LilDragonFly
Poem Published
1st Dec 2022 10:42am
1st Dec 2022 10:42am
Memorie
More fragile than glass
as these years pass
etching their deep marks
signing my confessions
With so much again lost
at such a dear cost
this dwindling spindle
once more empties itself
Vaunted victories I did claim
things sorted by name
so randomly tossed
into disheveled drawers
While I try to make sense
of a melting past tense
that spills itself
more reckless than my ink
Leaving me doubting what is true
drowning in what is new
becoming deaf to the reverie
of what now escapes...
as these years pass
etching their deep marks
signing my confessions
With so much again lost
at such a dear cost
this dwindling spindle
once more empties itself
Vaunted victories I did claim
things sorted by name
so randomly tossed
into disheveled drawers
While I try to make sense
of a melting past tense
that spills itself
more reckless than my ink
Leaving me doubting what is true
drowning in what is new
becoming deaf to the reverie
of what now escapes...
#confessional
#memories
#MentalHealth
#WritingPoetry
#aging
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