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Short Retirement Poems

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Short Retirement poem by Robert Heemstra| Details | |

Hello arthritis

Pain from joint to joint
or am I losing my mind
hello artritis

Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2012

Short Retirement poem by Mark J. Halliday| Details | |

Tranquility

Log in the fireplace,
Enjoying a good author
While petting my dog

Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by Sallam Yassin| Details | |

Retirement of my beef

Horse who won in Yorkshire
Last year how come
To be a  beef in my menu  this year

Copyright © Sallam Yassin | Year Posted 2013

Short Retirement poem by RUDOLPH RINALDI| Details | |

pic nic

sitting on  green grass 
watching a large black ant climb up my leg 
sipping red wine from a plastic cup

Copyright © RUDOLPH RINALDI | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by george seal| Details | |

New Beginnings - a shadorma



   Freedom is,
   To break the shackles
   Of the yoke,
   That binds me.
   New beginings, no more work,
   Unchains liberty.

Copyright © george seal | Year Posted 2016

Short Retirement poem by Anna J Carroll| Details | |

No Praise

Resistant to all
No love in my heart
No care for anything
I'm ripping apart
No feelings for anyone
No passion inside
No sympathy still
No remorse to hide

Copyright © Anna J Carroll | Year Posted 2012

Short Retirement poem by Don Schaeffer| Details | |

The Insanity of the Old


Protected from the past, 
insulated in a box 
made of star-dust, 
closed where it 
points to the earth 
but open toward the 
vacuum of the sky,

why does he
bring the old world back 
when he creates his dreams?

Copyright © Don Schaeffer | Year Posted 2012

Short Retirement poem by Steinar Gismeroy Olafsen| Details | |

Retired

Strolling around town 
At prohibited time 
Ignoring the church bell sounds
While I see people hurrying 
Down the sidewalk
On their way to work 

Think maybe I'll find 
Pen and paper
And have a coffee somewhere 

Or maybe not

Copyright © Steinar Gismeroy Olafsen | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by Jack Ellison| Details | |

Hot Damn



Retirement, aw yes, looked forward to this time A cottage on the beach, that would have been fine But instead here I am With you guys, hot damn! Greatest friends I've ever had, so sweet and so kind © Jack Ellison 2015

Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2015

Short Retirement poem by RUDOLPH RINALDI| Details | |

a package from Amazon

getting old
sitting on my rocker
waiting for mail 

a package
from Amazon 
with my first fast elder walker with seat

they say that this fast elder walker with seat
could last 
up to ten years to the day

I do pray 
that this walker 
is not my last 

and that it and I 
don’t go too fast

Copyright © RUDOLPH RINALDI | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by Ken Jordan| Details | |

Tall Grass

Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Tall Grass
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/2014


Some folks 
like
Beverly Hills -

But,

Beverly Hills,
ain't 
for me -

I prefer
a 
place

on 
the open 
plains,

where
Silos,
and
Windmill's

paint
the scene-

Where
Tall-Grass
is
green -

Copyright © Ken Jordan | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by Frederic Parker| Details | |

Evening on the Pier

Sunsets from the pier
They paint a string of reds
As the horizon spreads
Soon a soft gray

To be alone in thought
Where the pier and sea meet
Away from the loud street
To await night

Finding peace and quiet
Free from a working day
On this pier I will stay
Consumed by stars


Frederic Parker
contest..On the Pier
7/10/14

Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by William Coyne| Details | |

Now, Now

Rivers I traveled for many a year,
then wide and deep, now shallow I fear,
more narrow than I remember,
trickled to creeks of early December.

My boat, long rowed, leaks on the shore.
I stroll the banks, not too much more,
gaze down the hill to watch the waters widen,
strewn with young rowers charmed by Poseidon.

Copyright © William Coyne | Year Posted 2016

Short Retirement poem by Venkat Ragavan| Details | |

The exudate of charisma

I did with sinking heart, notice
Ask me what, and I will deliver sans prejudice.
Minus three from a decade being on precipice,
Yet hammered for erecting defensive rise,
His self-belief pervaded poll's vice.
Thus ploughed he, relentless and determined
towards staggering recordings of happy lies.
Finally he did recede, failing entry's justice.

Copyright © Venkat Ragavan | Year Posted 2015

Short Retirement poem by Dan Keir| Details | |

Reflections: Midlife Crisis

P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
!!

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

Short Retirement poem by ilene bauer| Details | |

Re-Tired

Here’s a thought I had today
(And really, it’s inspired):
It’s possible to be exhausted
When you are retired.

For if, in your retirement,
Some interests you’ve acquired,
You may be far too busy
For the sleep that you’ve required.

So if a work cessation is
A goal that you’ve desired,
Accept the fact that you will be 
Both “re” and “re”-less tired.

Copyright © ilene bauer | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by Cori Wunderlin| Details | |

Retirement

quietly (reflecting)
each moment that you've spent

touching our lives
     with wisdom
                 (rest
                  now,

                          peaceful and content).

your task here 
     is completed
a new one has begun

take hold of life 
     and live it
     ever facing towards the sun!

                                    Shadow

Copyright © Cori Wunderlin | Year Posted 2015

Short Retirement poem by Tom Wright| Details | |

We're Never Satisfied

Oft times, as we near trail's end, We discover that we've used up our days, Just chasing wind through the trees. Exploring our "what ifs" of life trend, Always glinting hinder as if through a haze, Thoughts that time seemed to freeze. Only then, with lesser days to spend, Is psyche surrendered to much malaise, On finding trees gone and wind a breeze.

Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by Julian Bohan| Details | |

From The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand - E PLURIBUM ANUS



RIPAE BENI DEAU VER

In modus fasciculumque Brady pus.
Rogationes, confractum egemus.
Minara excommunica
Ripa nostra, sus amica,
Sic superbum precum, pape beatus.



Story:
http://www.sloveniatimes.com/president-to-attend-pope-francis-s-installation-mass#komentarji


The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand moves in mysterious ways. Just ignore him. 


www.jesus.si

Copyright © Julian Bohan | Year Posted 2013

Short Retirement poem by DrJim Martin| Details | |

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.



Copyright © DrJim Martin | Year Posted 2013

Short Retirement poem by Vicki Acquah| Details | |

INTELLIGENCE

Kind eyes peer 
out of pages 
gentle features 
of grace replace 
calculated poses 
touched by 
the sun-The sun 
brush-stroked 
color --into his 
cheeks and face 
hints of roses. 
And yes 
I believe 
my eyes as they 
report. 
No doubt- 
Obviously we have 
met here before.. 
Yet unscathed 
by this world 
We come back 
There could be more 
like us 
So we are here 
to watch and wait

Copyright © Vicki Acquah | Year Posted 2014

Short Retirement poem by John Posey| Details | |

Haiku Shoppe

Great idea here Let’s open a Haiku Shoppe They go great with beer Easy to find I’m told They hide under nibs of pens Don’t let them get old To make a great stew Take a limerick or two Mix well with Haiku If all has gone well And your mix has turned out right You’re ready to sell One more thing to do We must put them on a bun - Sit and have a few Written by John Posey 12/22/12

Copyright © John Posey | Year Posted 2012

Short Retirement poem by Tom Hitt| Details | |

So Words Become

So words become; the order of the day
and order of the day becomes
the soldiered meaning of all work and play,
the ever present, beating drums.

Then words become; the lure of the lie
and liars lure every son
with shadows of gold 'til they all but die,
to retire, to be, to be done.

And then, once again; the words become
the order of every day
to sleep, to awake, to be dead and done,
'til all words fly, ever away.
  ~TH~

Copyright © Tom Hitt | Year Posted 2015

Short Retirement poem by Julie Grenness | Details | |

RETIREMENT

Retirement and the remote control,
This sounds like a whinge in an ode,
Retired men and remote controls,
Includes, "Who gave old men phones?"
Is this what 'golden years' meant?
Defensible violence to retired men?
You'll be getting good manners for tea,
And not much more from me!
Don't you turn T-Rex on me!
I want a turn on that remote control, please,
You've turned into a sook and a toad,
My 'golden years' whinge in an ode!

Copyright © Julie Grenness | Year Posted 2015

Short Retirement poem by Dan Keir| Details | |

Solitude: To Yoda, An Ode

Green bark a prism creates,
Feel the pull of earth, you must.

Rotates, a slime of endless hates,
Can hold me not, this world’s crust.

Friendship’s ties, isolation Deflates,
Succumbs, my spaceship, to bitter rust.

Mist, my soul forever permeates,
Lift-off, booms the rocket’s thrust.

My spirit when light returns, elates,
Swamps swell, swallowed hope’s swirling dust.

Trapped, I am, until student from fate
Arrives to learn; Cloud City or bust.

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013