Posts tagged ‘age’

November 13, 2017

It Is Something To Have Been

by HemmingPlay
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“Karma,” New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. An impressive sculpture is located in the Sydney and Walda Besthoff Sculpture Garden, which is found at the New Orleans Museum of Art. It is made by Korean artist Do Ho Suh.

I am well past my 20s,
that golden time
when I only saw a little—and even that
with optimistic eyes.

I’m past the days of cheap
apartments with friends and wine and roaches,
lentils and rice for breakfast,
or leftover cold pizza.

I’m beyond learning of
war and death and pestilence.
The visitations of grief
have marked me, too.

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October 29, 2017

A Fantasy of Permanent Youth

by HemmingPlay

I’m racing the inevitable,
my only weapon an
optimistic fantasy
of permanent youthfulness.

The 1970s are to blame.
My generation is to blame.
We started this crap,
pretending we could play
where, before,
only teenagers and children could.

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October 7, 2017

Time

by Venkat

*Alliteration Poem – Time*

5th Oct’17  ~by Venkat
Talons, treacherous, talons, tired

Treacherous, time takes the tooth

Timeless tresspasses, timely treason

Tossed talons, tremulous trees

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July 29, 2017

Borrowed Dust

by HemmingPlay

This body is nothing but
borrowed dust
Animated somehow and passing
along this unmarked
road, from who knows
what to who
knows where.

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July 20, 2017

Songs in Sand

by HemmingPlay

And still the waves
slip ashore,
singing their
conspiratorial whispers
between grains of sand.
The wind slides in
from the deep,
empty places,
haunted and lonely,
cold and clean
like a wet finger around

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February 1, 2017

Measurement of Worth

by Colly

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Words hurt – words scar.

Words can undermine who you are.

Words can set to a rolling pace…

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December 19, 2016

Working Vacation

by HemmingPlay

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After 60 years of work, more or less,
I’ve decided to take a working vacation.
I’m booking a cruise for the next 60 years
To go exploring along the coasts,
Poking my canoe up the inlets and rivers,
Probing the veins and wires and memories of
Some unfamiliar parts of me, and some
I’ve been missing for a while, to
Seeing whether there’s anything
Worth saving, or maybe just toss it all out.

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November 25, 2016

It’s Time

by HemmingPlay

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Maybe it is time to forgive God
For the hundreds of women
who have rejected me over the years,
Starting in third grade,
(theoretically, of course,
whether they knew it or not.
And for the one or two who
didn’t, but should have).

I’ve reached the point in life
too late where I
Would actually be of some
use to them,

Could gently walk with them without harm,
And be remembered with
generosity and fondness.
But I have reached the age
of their fathers,
And so, instead, have become
regrettably invisible.

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June 17, 2016

All Is Temporary

by HemmingPlay

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I’m nearly old, she said… to no one,
Before the mirror,
Tracing a line down her cheek
With a fingertip,
Lost in memory.

She sighs.
A chill; her soul shivers .

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May 11, 2016

Song of Life – Part I and II

by Venkat

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Old men
      and women

Some in smiles younger
     some old

Caves in mouth
Sing a long song of life

A song of waters

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May 10, 2016

Song of Life – Part I

by Venkat

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Old men
      and women
Some in smiles younger
      some old
     
Caves in mouth
      Singing songs of life

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January 15, 2016

Beyond

by Morgan

Beyond

Beyond the Gates of Diabolical Time

Mystery consorts with Harmonious Rhyme

Whispering Sedition in Melodic Tones

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December 26, 2015

Gregory

by William

He looked up at me

“Hi Dad” I said

His eyes were inspecting me

Up and down, side to side

“You are not my son” he said

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October 18, 2015

Magnets and Stones

by Venkat

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Would you take me
Back to my place
The age of stones

When stones rubbed
to give light

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May 31, 2015

The New Ice Age

by Venkat

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As Earth spins into seasons
We spun snow upon our feet
Immobile, white with frozen eyes
We breathe through cones
A smile, melting into our teeth

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May 14, 2015

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by dokurtybitz

Feeling like
The twenty year old
I was,
Lasts until
I get up,
Then the weight

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March 6, 2015

Taunting Thunder

by Scott Andrew Bailey

Taunting thunder
Bring on the storm
Rail against the rain
Scream at the sea’s form

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January 21, 2015

Old Enough

by graypoet

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I saw a poster that asked a question
Is “old enough to know better” a time
It made me wonder if that age exists
Or is it just another reason to rhyme.

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November 14, 2014

Someday

by Venkat

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someday your heavy tears
would flow through my eyes
someday your hopeless fears
would make me shiver as I rise

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November 8, 2014

Lost

by Venkat

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a rustle
heard too late
for eyes to behold
too late to touch upon
to feel the ridges of feeling

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October 31, 2013

ABC Poem: Age or Memory?

by Venkat

Poetry challenge: ABC Poem.

Again I have to ask.

By the time I return…

Can I recollect my home address?

Do I need to remember or memorize?

Enter the correct street and door

For heaven’s sake where is the key?

Gosh! Did I lock my house at all?

How do I find now?

I don’t seem to remember

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August 10, 2013

Limerick: An Old Man

by Venkat

An old man in my memory

With absent-mindedness plenary

Mistook his ink pen for his teaspoon

He coughed up, yet poisoned soon

Took the teaspoon, wrote his own obituary

© Venkat

September 4, 2012

Sixty.

by Author

Men who write poems at
60, have found a lover.
The wonder of their universe.

Women who write poems at
60, have found themselves.
The wonder of their universe.