Least Read Poems About Aging
#aging
eventually rotting
over ripe for dying now
those on television we admired as children
it will be our turn next
the only time
we’ll ever get
picked
those on television we admired as children
it will be our turn next
the only time
we’ll ever get
picked
#aging
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Woman in the mirror
I am looking at the woman in the mirror
I'm started to see so much clearer
The time it took for me to see me
Didn't seem to happen gradually
It took time to see me
I didn't know who that truly was
You do not know how hard it is
To not feel as if you know who you see
Overcoming yesterday to walk into today
Allowed me to see so much clearer
So I had to make a change in how I saw me
That way I could see myself in a better view
#seeingthetruth
I'm started to see so much clearer
The time it took for me to see me
Didn't seem to happen gradually
It took time to see me
I didn't know who that truly was
You do not know how hard it is
To not feel as if you know who you see
Overcoming yesterday to walk into today
Allowed me to see so much clearer
So I had to make a change in how I saw me
That way I could see myself in a better view
#seeingthetruth
#LifeCycle
#aging
#dating
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the execution
the night of the executions
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
#birth
#motherhood
#aging
#nostalgia
#dating
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Young Me Versus Old Me
When I was young, I had all this energy and little knowledge. Google didn't exist. I had to rely on my elders for how to do things. Half the time they were worried I'd take their jobs, the other half they would suggest ways that would save my back, or my knees.
I didn't get it. I was a stupid young pup. I did things my way. I lifted things improperly. I worked much harder than I should have. I'm paying for it now.
If I had Google, or YouTube, I would have gotten so much more accomplished. They didn't exist back then. I was a pup running around in circles, or one...
I didn't get it. I was a stupid young pup. I did things my way. I lifted things improperly. I worked much harder than I should have. I'm paying for it now.
If I had Google, or YouTube, I would have gotten so much more accomplished. They didn't exist back then. I was a pup running around in circles, or one...
#aging
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staring down 73
My mother's 72
had a couple of mini strokes
a few years back
needs a lot of medication
just to stay alive
She has newly made plans
for a once in a life time
trip next year
and my first thought
when she told me
was please don't die first
had a couple of mini strokes
a few years back
needs a lot of medication
just to stay alive
She has newly made plans
for a once in a life time
trip next year
and my first thought
when she told me
was please don't die first
#aging
#family
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thought I was
dying, but she said no you just ate your dinner too fast
and you’re suffering from indigestion.
I baulked and hiccoughed
and coughed at the
very suggestion
and you’re suffering from indigestion.
I baulked and hiccoughed
and coughed at the
very suggestion
#aging
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Journeys Around The Sun
I never wanted the wrinkles
But they are creasing
I never wanted the gray hair
But like weeds in the grass
They grow like wildfire
Aches and pains
And I get no younger
But as I take my fifty third journey
Around the sun
I unequivocally resolve
Though the beauty of my youth
Extends further and further away
The fire within burns brighter
With each new day
Fifty three is not the new twenty three
Fifty three is not the new thirty three
Fifty three is...
But they are creasing
I never wanted the gray hair
But like weeds in the grass
They grow like wildfire
Aches and pains
And I get no younger
But as I take my fifty third journey
Around the sun
I unequivocally resolve
Though the beauty of my youth
Extends further and further away
The fire within burns brighter
With each new day
Fifty three is not the new twenty three
Fifty three is not the new thirty three
Fifty three is...
#LifeCycle
#aging
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Moonlapse
What symptoms are you noticing?” he asks.
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
And I fumble with words,
trying to shove the frayed thread of them
through the needle’s eye
of all the awkward ways that I am
dissatisfied and
confused and
just generally itchy
in both my psyche and
in parts he can’t comprehend
And clear as day I can read his thoughts
as they float in a massive midair speech bubble:
“please let her mention something
that I can order tests for…”
But there is no test for the way
my soul has stopped fitting in this body, ...
#women
#frustration
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
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Old Age OmaGot
#sadness
#funny
#aging
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and no robin hoods
strange that I find life harder to understand than I did when I was a child I simply read beneath the
blankets or roamed in the woods, going home in time for tea, knowing for us they’d be no banquets ..
blankets or roamed in the woods, going home in time for tea, knowing for us they’d be no banquets ..
#aging
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If only she could remember when ...
An old women on her knees
scrubbing floors and dreaming
remembering men
and being free
always fighting the good fight
in endless need to wield the sword
and a yearning in the ache of her bones
to change the world
If only she could remember when
this, the purpose of her life
with erudite rants against
capitalism, communism, chauvinism
and all the the other isms
until one day
she was just too old to care
only wanting to be warm
with old age her only company
If only she could remember when
she...
scrubbing floors and dreaming
remembering men
and being free
always fighting the good fight
in endless need to wield the sword
and a yearning in the ache of her bones
to change the world
If only she could remember when
this, the purpose of her life
with erudite rants against
capitalism, communism, chauvinism
and all the the other isms
until one day
she was just too old to care
only wanting to be warm
with old age her only company
If only she could remember when
she...
#loneliness
#aging
#bittersweet
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HAUNT
a boyish
ghost
haunts
this weary
mansion,
wading
through
the wreckage
of dark and
narrow halls,
gazing
through
the musty haze
of ancient
windows,
yearning
for light
in a
labyrinth
of dreams
he seeks
your sweet
caress�
ghost
haunts
this weary
mansion,
wading
through
the wreckage
of dark and
narrow halls,
gazing
through
the musty haze
of ancient
windows,
yearning
for light
in a
labyrinth
of dreams
he seeks
your sweet
caress�
#love
#memories
#aging
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Aging