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retirement
poem by
Sallam Yassin | Go to this short poem
Retirement of my beef
Horse who won in Yorkshire
Last year how come
To be a beef in my menu this year
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Short
retirement
poem by
amber davis | Go to this short poem
Life
Struggles.
Short term the school.
Long term the house of love.
A career until retirement.
My world.
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Short
retirement
poem by
jay del fierro | Go to this short poem
Pension Fund Raiders
Fox in the henhouse
retirement nesteggs eyed,
bond market shakeup...
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Short
retirement
poem by
Mitch White | Go to this short poem
Foolproof
I lost my job two years ago today
Unemployment ran out sometime in May
Saving cans you know
Still play the Lotto
My little retirement plan, per se
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Short
retirement
poem by
Andrew Crisci | Go to this short poem
EH, PAL WHAT ARE YOUR CHANCES OF WINNING
Eh, pal what are your chances of winning?
Ah, you could have banked all this saving
for an early retirement...
to cherish that sentiment!
When you're completely broke, start cringing!
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Short
retirement
poem by
David Williams | Go to this short poem
A Double 'C'
You kept it hidden
From all family and friends
The first we all knew
Was when you were coughing blood
Never reached retirement!
© 9/6/2012
for Joann's cantankacerous contest
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Short
retirement
poem by
jack horne | Go to this short poem
old Smeaton's Tower
old Smeaton’s Tower
spends its retirement dreaming
recalling its youth
no light in its eyes
glares at the young usurper
on Eddystone reef
Jack Horne for Russell’s In the Light of Haiku contest
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Short
retirement
poem by
Joe Maverick | Go to this short poem
Dinosaurs misty vale, curtains
World scene..'
Dinosaur snuffs noisey,
crash! eternal silence.
Copyright Joe Maverick 2010
(breaking news) Dinosaur writes , for SKATS contest.
back to extinction...i mean retirement for now..!
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Short
retirement
poem by
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Go to this short poem
Retirement and the Mountains
Retirement in the Mountains
There once was an old mountain man.
He hunted and lived off the land.
He always felt fine.
When he danced in moonshine.
So he danced and imbibed like he planned.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 11, 2010
Poetic form: Limerick
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Short
retirement
poem by
Mayra Lucas | Go to this short poem
Death
Oh death, death, death
When will you feast be over?
When will you be gratified?
When will get exhausted?
when will all your energy be used up?
When will you excuse yourself?
When will your own spell come to you?
When will your heart be content?
For all of us are anxious for you retirement
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Short
retirement
poem by
Dalila Agtani | Go to this short poem
RETIREMENT AFTERMATH
I maybe bored
To the extent of googling
How to use the toilet bowl properly
Amazingly, there is a detailed answer
How dare U-tube gives so much information
An informal education, yet
Informative to the layman’s need and curiosity!
Hmmm, I maybe bored
A retirement aftermath (in my case)
The unstructured time available
Has turned me into a jack of all trades!
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Short
retirement
poem by
Glen Enloe | Go to this short poem
Labor Day
He never made retirement—
palmed sallow watch.
Years bled bloodless,
stooped obliquely
in steel mills.
Mother said
he was tired—
so tired
as he drank
last days in liquid slurs.
The mill closed
after his death—
now both rustle bones,
remember russet dreams
of molten metals
faint as old billboards
whispering what once was
but never was
in rust-washed wind.
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Short
retirement
poem by
Jon A Cavanaugh | Go to this short poem
Retirement
The retirement age for SSB
Is fast approaching seventy
And age past which - we should retire
Leaving little time - 'til we expire
We'll take pills to medicate
Which will keep us somewhat healthy
And are over priced - as merchandise
But make others - very wealthy
Our fixed incomes won't keep up
With run away inflation
So we'll sit at home - we'll eat like birds
And live in caged - anticipation
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Short
retirement
poem by
Jim Martin | Go to this short poem
Retirement Plan
Retirement Plan
Dr. James E. Martin
©February, 2013
Now that I’ve reached a ripe old age,
I sit on the porch and sip sweet tea.
Some may question the wisdom in this,
My response is simply, “It works for me!”
Jealousy is undoubtedly fostered in some,
For that matter anger may surely arise.
I simply continue in my well designed plan
And know that many my life they despise.
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Short
retirement
poem by
cory long | Go to this short poem
my retirement place
LOVE crystal blue seas,
with snow covered sands,
dreaming of this place.
Grass skirts, necklaces,
pig roasts and coconut drinks.
Soaking up the rays,
hanging 10 and snorkeling,
a FUN place to retire at.
I'm sitting around the fire.
Speak of island legends,
take with me words of wisdom,
and POETRY of this land.
Fun and frolic contest
cory long
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Short
retirement
poem by
Erica Gould | Go to this short poem
Age is Just a Number
I know that 21 is young,
But inside,
I feel so old.
I've always had to be the adult.
I've never felt my age.
My friends,
Have no problems cutting loose.
They tell me to relax.
I envy their ability to go with the flow.
But too much is at steak for me.
They pay for courses they don't like,
Trial by error.
While I'm,
Planning for retirement.
I know I'm only 21
But age is just a number.
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Short
retirement
poem by
Gwen Schutz | Go to this short poem
The Day Of Miracles
Today was a day of miracles,
Struggles that are reconciled,
A place to call home again,
God's beautiful blessings,
Friendship, the liason with understanding,
A reprimand of the supernatural,
Difficult passages for a senior,
A restored normal kingdom,
Beautiful rapport with retirement,
Days and nights of blessings,
God's guidance and thankfulness.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
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Short
retirement
poem by
Gwen Schutz | Go to this short poem
God's Miracle
Shakespeare's pen surrendered to retirement,
Elizabeth Barrette Browning a constant motivation,
Robert Barette Browning, love's companion,
The mysteries of God's universe,
Discovered by humanity,
Honourable companions of the past,
A memory of contemporary excellence,
Companions of the present,
Defined traditionally,
God's nature encompassing us daily,
Blossoming through the seasons,
A writer's paradise.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
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Short
retirement
poem by
Oluwatobi Ogundiran | Go to this short poem
That's When I'll Stop Loving You
When Christmas come in June
In the heat of the summer
And two moons shine at noon
In the heavens and yonder
When the cock crows at midnight
And birds croon at twilight
When with harmattan comes sleet
And white bears thrive in the heat
When the sea produces water fresh
And the Inferno freezes over
When the reveille sounds for retirement
And in war no one dies on the battlement
When all these happens, it is true
That's when I'll stop loving you.
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Short
retirement
poem by
nette onclaud | Go to this short poem
EXCHANGING DREAMS: SHADORMA POEM
EXCHANGING DREAMS
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two old men
with retirement’s eyes
exchange dreams
on a bench,
growing tendrils of old age…
the cosmos grows dim
they recline
like curled sleeves wrinkling,
memories
recycled
on phonograph's needling tunes
crossing young regions
poetic form:shadorma
©
*come and join my shadorma contest! blog to follow when
TPS resumes full operating system.
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Short
retirement
poem by
john freeman | Go to this short poem
"Tis Smoke, My Bloke"
As the mind of humanity’s flesh
Simply wants all of the world’s cash
As bills smell in congress they pass
Laws resembling methane gas
Poof, aloof, savings gone in a flash
Of cash stash, my soul is free at last
Our retirement savings of cash stashes
Like bad memories as congress passes
Their bills smelling like methane gases
Like moles complain of smelling mo__ lasses
As the politics of fresh air clashes
`Tis smoke, my bloke; use miracle glasses
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Short
retirement
poem by
Seosamh De Burca | Go to this short poem
A Hug's Breath
Silent tears as friends hug restricted bodies,
Lingering awkward silences for moments long gone.
A hugs breath on his cheek as friends leave him alone,
Lingering smoke and whiskey shades tints the mind.
A parting quip and a crystal tear shivers in the air,
The gesture wave of failing friendship walks unsteady.
A lonely discomfort nips the soul, a hugs breath,
Clutching a card stained with friends pain,
He leaves for home and retirements reign.
2008 © S.de B.
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Short
retirement
poem by
Dalila Agtani | Go to this short poem
ON RETIREMENT
On Retirement
Retiring or retirement
An innovation to graduation
Whether it be retirement or graduation
There’ll be definitely another actions coming.
Retirement is seeking another endeavor
Why the thought you are in a junction
If we go on the negative of retiring
Then turn passiveness the next time.
So, if you are really tired
Then leap another through
Of tiring or resting
Therefore, you are not in a crossroad
But between active rather than passive!
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Short
retirement
poem by
Connie Moore | Go to this short poem
Old Heart
My Heart Is in Retirement
I Gave it Too Much Pain
The Hurt Has Made it Old
And it Refuses to Love Again
If My Heart Can't Be Persuaded
To Give Love Another Try
Then I May as Well Give up
And Tell You this Is Goodbye
Heart and Mind Are Different
And Do Not Always Agree
They Leave Me in Confusion
But the Heart Does Hold the Key
So I Don't Know What to Do
But I Have to Make this Stop
My Mind Says I Do Need Love
But My Heart Says I Do Not
Connie Moore
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Short
retirement
poem by
Joe Maverick | Go to this short poem
BARE BONED ''BEAUTY''
Encased in corruption white and frail mocking life!
it travels within on our journey in strife, and though
feeling its form with each move that we make we
blindside the presence and statement it makes!we
gaze on the form and connotate to beauty, yet its
end is apparant forbidding indeed! once departed a
shell its inheritance dust, and therewith possesion
derision and lust!
written cirica 1991, for Paula Swansons contest (now i'm out)
of retirement! well sort of.
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