Poems About Aging by Top Critiquers
#aging
Inspiration Requiem
Inspiration Requiem
It is amazing
how long an eclipse
can seem
to churn on.....
and yet
these vapid
and nullifying
instances
are their own source
of inspiration.
There is
a humble nobility
in painting
that waning
instability
even
as we fall
off a roof....
a zenlike quality
of seeing despair
as the staircase
to moonlight.
It is amazing
how long an eclipse
can seem
to churn on.....
and yet
these vapid
and nullifying
instances
are their own source
of inspiration.
There is
a humble nobility
in painting
that waning
instability
even
as we fall
off a roof....
a zenlike quality
of seeing despair
as the staircase
to moonlight.
#fate
#aging
#nostalgia #responsibility
#nostalgia #responsibility
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Dotage
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Dotage
How would / will I know
with no one to observe
Tell me
Remind me
Write it down. . .
Living alone
Having chats
Acknowledging
affirmations
without a different
point of view
Yes, I’ve read up on
the symptoms of
ancient aging
diseases
passed on DNA
(hoping it skips a generation)
But how would I even
be aware if I became. . .
As I grow older & fatter
I have put a laminated
note on my bathroom ...
Dotage
How would / will I know
with no one to observe
Tell me
Remind me
Write it down. . .
Living alone
Having chats
Acknowledging
affirmations
without a different
point of view
Yes, I’ve read up on
the symptoms of
ancient aging
diseases
passed on DNA
(hoping it skips a generation)
But how would I even
be aware if I became. . .
As I grow older & fatter
I have put a laminated
note on my bathroom ...
#identity
#LifeChangingMoment
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
#aging #NaPoWriMo2024
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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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hmmmmm...
that day.
that special day in
everyone's life they
talk about as being
the very
best.
I'm still
waiting
for it.
that special day in
everyone's life they
talk about as being
the very
best.
I'm still
waiting
for it.
#aging
#luck
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A Waitress Named Raisin
My sister works in public health
I work in public education
We hear a lot of weird names
We like texting them to each other:
I have a new client whose son's name is Marco Polo
Marco! Polo!
That's awesome I text back
Perhaps he'll summon ancient memories of his adventures on the Silk Road
A few weeks back I'd texted her one:
There's a new student at my school named Gorgeous!
J texts back the inevitable: Is she?
She's just okay.
And so on.
So when I arrive before my friend at the breakfast...
I work in public education
We hear a lot of weird names
We like texting them to each other:
I have a new client whose son's name is Marco Polo
Marco! Polo!
That's awesome I text back
Perhaps he'll summon ancient memories of his adventures on the Silk Road
A few weeks back I'd texted her one:
There's a new student at my school named Gorgeous!
J texts back the inevitable: Is she?
She's just okay.
And so on.
So when I arrive before my friend at the breakfast...
#aging
#funny
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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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alone at the table
old bloke in the pub says I haven’t
got any friends left, since most
of them are dead and as for the rest,
they simply don’t want to know
got any friends left, since most
of them are dead and as for the rest,
they simply don’t want to know
#aging
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Body Horror
..
Neck and shoulders groan
when my back acts like a prick.
Brain is an asshole.
Neck and shoulders groan
when my back acts like a prick.
Brain is an asshole.
#aging
#senryu
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Blame it on Age
Choose your words wisely
I’ve heard more times
than can count
Yet, each one we choose
equals one less sound
we’ll ever make
We are wells
running out of ink
or quills
whose tip frays
There’s only so much
it can write
and so much less
we’ll ever speak
Choose your words wisely
For they may be your last
I’ve heard more times
than can count
Yet, each one we choose
equals one less sound
we’ll ever make
We are wells
running out of ink
or quills
whose tip frays
There’s only so much
it can write
and so much less
we’ll ever speak
Choose your words wisely
For they may be your last
#aging
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Anniversary
Every year, it comes
unbeknownst
that quiet hour of passing
that date awaiting etching to
marble memory
and I
oblivious to finality
marching, marching, marching,
my matters to attend
I do not bend
to notice
nor pause consideration
to the end
This graceful anniversary
shall come reversed
no wine
no candles
and unrehearsed
unbeknownst
that quiet hour of passing
that date awaiting etching to
marble memory
and I
oblivious to finality
marching, marching, marching,
my matters to attend
I do not bend
to notice
nor pause consideration
to the end
This graceful anniversary
shall come reversed
no wine
no candles
and unrehearsed
#aging
#death
#denial
#fate
#TruthOfLife
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Life in the Medium Lane
Despite being perhaps eighty years old,
she arrives faithfully at dawn each Wednesday,
along with the employed contingent.
A vision in purple,
she floats in from who-knows-where,
all flounces, ruffles and messy buns.
Oblivious to us all,
to the route, the speed and the inconvenience,
she doggedly pursues her sideways journey
to nowhere, before vanishing once more.
As a woman on a mission,
I view her with equal measures
of annoyance and admiration.
Perhaps controversially,
I do not believe that age
affords her the...
she arrives faithfully at dawn each Wednesday,
along with the employed contingent.
A vision in purple,
she floats in from who-knows-where,
all flounces, ruffles and messy buns.
Oblivious to us all,
to the route, the speed and the inconvenience,
she doggedly pursues her sideways journey
to nowhere, before vanishing once more.
As a woman on a mission,
I view her with equal measures
of annoyance and admiration.
Perhaps controversially,
I do not believe that age
affords her the...
#water
#aging
#sports #NaPoWriMo2023
#sports #NaPoWriMo2023
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Old
Father why are you so old
Because I have lived long son
Long, long, long.
Because I have lived long son
Long, long, long.
#aging
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