Long Poems About Aging
#aging
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2024 1:21am
23rd Jul 2024 1:21am
Aging Beautifully
#aging
#erotic
#sex
327 reads
11 Comments
herry_the_poet
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 3:04am
21st Jun 2024 3:04am
The Guilty
Ladies and Gentlemen
the names have been changed to protect
'The Guilty'
Yeah I'll bet between the 3 of us??? We share the travel sense the good Lord gave a cantaloupe.
I mean for starters? Who else would set sail much past the horizon in a $300 mechanics special – let alone start crossing county lines.
The girl's sole intention must be to get stranded somewhere and make things awkward between me and my folks. I'm telling you GRETCHEN has an unbelievable relationship with situational awareness and realism.
We would have a problem pooling...
the names have been changed to protect
'The Guilty'
Yeah I'll bet between the 3 of us??? We share the travel sense the good Lord gave a cantaloupe.
I mean for starters? Who else would set sail much past the horizon in a $300 mechanics special – let alone start crossing county lines.
The girl's sole intention must be to get stranded somewhere and make things awkward between me and my folks. I'm telling you GRETCHEN has an unbelievable relationship with situational awareness and realism.
We would have a problem pooling...
#aging
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia #teens
#nostalgia #teens
188 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Jun 2024 7:27pm
14th Jun 2024 7:27pm
A Ride to the ER (with fianaturie8)
#aging
#erotic
#funny
#marriage
#sex
141 reads
6 Comments
Nixprty
Poem Published
5th Jun 2024 6:04am
5th Jun 2024 6:04am
Father and Son
My dad has never really been a serious person.
I remember during the tensest moments he’d pull his signature smile,
crooked front teeth with a chip and lopsided ever so slightly to the right,
Leading up to where his eyes wrinkled at the corners—
Even when he was a kid.
His goofy demeanor was in direct contrast to his powerful face,
A square jaw and thick dark beard,
His intense green eyes and a hooked nose that Curves to the right,
Just like mine.
Sometimes when the lighting was right he almost looked like me.
I...
I remember during the tensest moments he’d pull his signature smile,
crooked front teeth with a chip and lopsided ever so slightly to the right,
Leading up to where his eyes wrinkled at the corners—
Even when he was a kid.
His goofy demeanor was in direct contrast to his powerful face,
A square jaw and thick dark beard,
His intense green eyes and a hooked nose that Curves to the right,
Just like mine.
Sometimes when the lighting was right he almost looked like me.
I...
#aging
#LifeCycle
139 reads
1 Comment
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 1:56pm
22nd May 2024 1:56pm
CLUELESS NAMELESS CRYPTIC GNOSIS (4:39pm, 5-20-2024, Palm Springs, California)
this
seamless
nameless
ever clueless
yet
all knowing
cryptic gnosis
sans
hypnosis
timeless
homeless
fearless
mindful boneless
boneful mindless
ever curious
ever seeking
ever learning
ever growing
ever evolving
ever needing
ever wanting
more and more
open minded
further
experiential unfolding
of this flowing
mystic...
seamless
nameless
ever clueless
yet
all knowing
cryptic gnosis
sans
hypnosis
timeless
homeless
fearless
mindful boneless
boneful mindless
ever curious
ever seeking
ever learning
ever growing
ever evolving
ever needing
ever wanting
more and more
open minded
further
experiential unfolding
of this flowing
mystic...
#aging
#FeelingLost
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
169 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
18th May 2024 4:03am
18th May 2024 4:03am
Yes! Yes! Yes! V is for Vixen
#aging
#dirty
#funny
233 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
17th May 2024 4:54am
17th May 2024 4:54am
Former Groupie Hates Influencers
She graced the cover of an important arty magazine
looking much like Twiggy
all big eyes and early 70s corkscrew tendrils
skin smooth as an alabaster pond
A year later she was dating the drummer of Deep Purple
I wonder if he appreciated what a good artist she is.
Her list of accolades, fifty years later, is impressive
She stopped wearing eye makeup ten years ago
It's irritating, she shrugs
her older, very wealthy husband
whom she has loved for 30 years
now has Alzheimer's
There's nothing to look forward to
she says ...
looking much like Twiggy
all big eyes and early 70s corkscrew tendrils
skin smooth as an alabaster pond
A year later she was dating the drummer of Deep Purple
I wonder if he appreciated what a good artist she is.
Her list of accolades, fifty years later, is impressive
She stopped wearing eye makeup ten years ago
It's irritating, she shrugs
her older, very wealthy husband
whom she has loved for 30 years
now has Alzheimer's
There's nothing to look forward to
she says ...
#aging
#art
#money
163 reads
7 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 6:08am
24th Feb 2024 6:08am
THROUGH TIMES EVAPORATIVE HEALING TOUCH (time, date & place unknown?)
my heart my mind
my eyes
hold tears
they cannot yet release
express nor cry
long trapped beneath
my early childhood s
and adolescent s
now long passed
long lapsed
though somehow
still ongoing
haunted crumbled ruins
entombed in sleep
long buried and hid away
so deeply self compartmentalized
in subconscious paralysis
long frozen from some
long...
my eyes
hold tears
they cannot yet release
express nor cry
long trapped beneath
my early childhood s
and adolescent s
now long passed
long lapsed
though somehow
still ongoing
haunted crumbled ruins
entombed in sleep
long buried and hid away
so deeply self compartmentalized
in subconscious paralysis
long frozen from some
long...
#teens
#childhood
#TimeHeals
#learning
#aging
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
4th Feb 2024 8:46pm
4th Feb 2024 8:46pm
Reckless are ends, unspoken
i watch
the sun
being tucked away
my skin, still warm
from the strength
of florida sunshine,
radiates our stark contrast
wasn't it yesterday
where sandcastles grew tall
and all that one particular day knew
was peals of shared laughter with zero agenda
funny, how a child's mind retains such goodness while packing away the hurt
fading light plays it's tricks,
thunder rolls in the distance
maybe a warning of turmoil—
an omen the universe gifts,...
the sun
being tucked away
my skin, still warm
from the strength
of florida sunshine,
radiates our stark contrast
wasn't it yesterday
where sandcastles grew tall
and all that one particular day knew
was peals of shared laughter with zero agenda
funny, how a child's mind retains such goodness while packing away the hurt
fading light plays it's tricks,
thunder rolls in the distance
maybe a warning of turmoil—
an omen the universe gifts,...
#mother
#illness
#aging
#daughter
#karma
490 reads
47 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
26th Jan 2024 7:03am
26th Jan 2024 7:03am
Fade To Umber
I
Calculus in detritus;
sediment under waning tide,
cavernous and void of light --
upward eyes these still ride.
I am sunk within your deep
rivulets of sentiment steeped;
swirling around a constant murmur,
fomenting in this rudiment.
Ever furthur into clay
sublimate of irony loam;
every fibre pulls me close
untoward your centre comb.
II
Photos dry around the edges,
memories of earliest home;
caught within the many layers
fading with its Kodachrome.
Now gone I wither furthur; ...
Calculus in detritus;
sediment under waning tide,
cavernous and void of light --
upward eyes these still ride.
I am sunk within your deep
rivulets of sentiment steeped;
swirling around a constant murmur,
fomenting in this rudiment.
Ever furthur into clay
sublimate of irony loam;
every fibre pulls me close
untoward your centre comb.
II
Photos dry around the edges,
memories of earliest home;
caught within the many layers
fading with its Kodachrome.
Now gone I wither furthur; ...
#forgiveness
#death
#LifeCycle
#aging
#MovingOn
188 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 1:01pm
10th Nov 2023 1:01pm
travel to Porto
On the way to Porto for a week's holiday, we drove through a pine forest a man planted forest the way each
stood at a respectful distance from each other
A year later in high summer, the forest took fire and
when flames met on the road, cars were trapped and many people, and families, died in the horrific hell-fire.
Our hotel was situated at a height, we had asked for a downtown hotel, my wife said it was my fault since I had tried to speak Portuguese- not far from a disused water tower, it's gated surrounding full of rats where every night hideous screams were heard in...
stood at a respectful distance from each other
A year later in high summer, the forest took fire and
when flames met on the road, cars were trapped and many people, and families, died in the horrific hell-fire.
Our hotel was situated at a height, we had asked for a downtown hotel, my wife said it was my fault since I had tried to speak Portuguese- not far from a disused water tower, it's gated surrounding full of rats where every night hideous screams were heard in...
#birth
#childhood
#aging
#dating
#fatherhood
150 reads
0 Comments
Losthepoet
Adventurer
Adventurer
Poem Published
11th Oct 2023 00:38am
11th Oct 2023 00:38am
Chaos
Chaos is many things
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
it can be a void of nothingness
Or two entities
with two different perspectives
that clash and
create confusion or creation
After this chaos I am reminded and can
Not help to compare
this situation to a nuclear bomb
Going off
I feel as though
our forces caused me
to die physically and spiritually
and resurrect me
like a phoenix from the ashes
Truthfully I’m not pleased with the results
What’s the point
everything in this world is vanity
The pass...
#birth
#death
#fate
#aging
#LookingForLove
322 reads
2 Comments
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