Jan Allison Poet Free verse

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Ageing

**** please note British spelling of ageing used ****

If the truth is told I’m getting old -
Of that there’s no denying
Grey hairs appear upon my head
I dye them, I’m not lying

My memory is not what it once was
I keep forgetting what I have said
I keep forgetting what I have said

Got wrinkles and lines around my mouth
My boobies sadly they have gone south
Thankfully all my teeth are still my own, 
A denture smile has not yet grown	

I’m lucky I’m slim and don’t have to watch my weight
Got my pile of vitamin pills they dominate my plate

I wear glasses for my eyesight, they help me to see
Alas, when I can’t find them I say oh deary me
BUT they’re perched on my head – oh pity me

My memory is not what it once was
I keep forgetting what I have said
I keep forgetting what I have said

Still it’s not yet time for the scrap heap for me
Now I simply curl up, pen a poem and drink a cup of tea

A tongue in cheek write  - or is it …


17th August 2015

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James Fraser November 21, 2015 at 1:46 PM You have me chuckling Jan, koolio quirky write, hugs // James xx Jan Allison November 21, 2015 at 5:59 PM Thanks my friend - I do try and write with humour when I can:-) hugs Jan xx

Arthur Vaso August 22, 2015 at 9:28 PM LOL Jan, so funny, I mean us, but this poem speaks volumes about life, when you can write tongue and cheek and yet deliver such an underlying message, well, you are my Radio Girl Poet Star!!! hugs!!!

Arthur Vaso August 22, 2015 at 6:55 PM Who are you, do I know you? Jan Allison August 22, 2015 at 6:59 PM I'm Stan pleased to meet you:-) Hugs Jan/Stan xx I think I may have one or two other poems you could read or maybe you have commented on them already:-( hugs Jan xx

Arthur Vaso August 22, 2015 at 6:35 PM Loved this poem, so true! Jan Allison August 22, 2015 at 6:36 PM I've got a feeling I've replied to this comment before ,,, but now I;m not too sure:-(

Arthur Vaso August 22, 2015 at 6:34 PM Loved this poem, so true! Jan Allison August 22, 2015 at 6:35 PM Thanks Arthur:-) hugs Jan xx

Arthur Vaso August 22, 2015 at 6:33 PM Loved this poem, so true! Jan Allison August 22, 2015 at 6:37 PM I'm sure I've seen your name on my poem before:-) thanks for dropping by not sure If I've said thanks already my memory is not what it was you see:-( hugs jan xx

Mike Martin August 19, 2015 at 11:46 PM Truly after my own heart. Well .. most if it. Jan Allison August 20, 2015 at 3:03 AM thanks Mike at least we can smile about it:-) hugs jan xx

Eve Roper August 19, 2015 at 10:26 PM Oh, Jan, you just wrote about me except for the slim part. Very good write except for the picture mom looks like she more well endowed then the daughter. A Big 7 Where are my glasses ? Oops on top of my head. Oh, I keep forgetting what I have said. Jan Allison August 20, 2015 at 3:03 AM I have 3 pairs of glasses for distance, computing and reading - oh its a pain lol:-) hugs jan xx

Sandra Haight August 19, 2015 at 3:14 PM Love your poem, Jan. You've expressed what we all face in a humorous but such a truthful way. Hugs, Sandra Jan Allison August 19, 2015 at 5:47 PM bit of lighthearted fun Sandra:-) hugs Jan xx

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser August 19, 2015 at 7:12 AM Aging is nomal phase of life.. Im not scared of getting older, Im actually excited how my life will be and what else I can do more to get the best out of each day I am given.. =") What am scared of is to miss any of which I should have done.. thought provoking Jan.. =') I count old not of the age but with how I have grown old... ~Olive Eloisa hugs to you!! Thanks much of your wishes to us... =') Jan Allison August 19, 2015 at 5:46 PM Thanks for the lovely comment Olive - its just a fun write:-) hugs Jan xx

Maurice Rigoler August 18, 2015 at 2:28 PM Ageing is no fun, though it has a few rewards. I find my brain works quite well even though I'm nearing 80! Yes, I do forget things, but nothing like dementia. I started writing relatively late – in my early 60s! Proud of my achievements, as you should also be. We've watched your writing growth with admiration and laughter. Keep it up. / M Jan Allison August 18, 2015 at 2:31 PM Aww thanks you Maurice:-) I do try and write with humour whenever I can and I hope I am still writing when I am in my 80's my aunt still is and my uncle is 97 and still writing poems too:-) hugs Jan xx

Paul Callus August 18, 2015 at 12:25 PM Hi Jan! It's just a fun write :-) ... or is it?? I had to echo your comment:) I don't usually dedicate a lot of time to the aging problem, except when I find myself talking to the stranger in the mirror!! Oh...and your name does sound familiar!:) ~ Hugs // paul Jan Allison August 18, 2015 at 12:49 PM LOL It is a tongue in cheek write ... I think:-) Hugs jan xx

Gabby Sabre August 18, 2015 at 11:36 AM Knocking me off my feet, Jan.I need to see your real, most recent picture though! Jan Allison August 18, 2015 at 11:39 AM LOL I hide behind my avatar - only Paul Callus knows the real me and he is sworn to secrecy lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Ilene Bauer August 17, 2015 at 7:24 PM i can so relate to this one, jan! my favorite part is the repetition - very funny but at the same time, not so much... Jan Allison August 18, 2015 at 4:41 AM I agree with what you say Ilene :-( hugs jan xx

Joseph May August 17, 2015 at 4:40 PM A humorous write on the foibles of aging ...nicely done Jan ... hugs Jan Allison August 17, 2015 at 4:42 PM Thanks Joseph:-) hugs Jan xx

Andrea Dietrich August 17, 2015 at 4:04 PM haha, GREAT ending on this one!! Love reading this poem on AGING. hahahaha. You British spell everything wrong. heehee. Love the picture too! (showing how cruel it all is!!) Jan Allison August 17, 2015 at 4:08 PM Ageing/aging the smell chequer accepts them both Andrea lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Eileen Manassian August 17, 2015 at 3:41 PM OH Sweetie.....what a great write...Loved the I keep forgetting what I've saidX2 How smart of you!!! The grey is showing with me too. Why is it that men with grey hair are so scrumptious and woman have to die their hair? Lovely piece.....Hugs Jan Allison August 17, 2015 at 3:48 PM mmmm i kept looking at the time to say goodbye link i posted on my blog yesterday lol. Ohhh greying men - don't get me started lol - you and me both Eileen mmmmmmm:-) hugs Jan xxx

Anu Nayak August 17, 2015 at 2:21 PM Dear Jan, very true....signs of ageing takes its toll on all.....some try to conceal it as much as possible through dying, botox treatments, anti ageing creams.....list goes on....who wishes to age...isn't it? well dear a beautifully penned poem:-)...love Anu:-) Jan Allison August 17, 2015 at 2:28 PM Thanks Anu its just a fun write :-) ... or is it lol :-( hugs jan xxx

Theresa Cw August 17, 2015 at 1:16 PM You are such a raging funny lady dear Jan, I'm so glad I stopped by for this read. I didn't know that there was other ways of spelling ageing. And I'm always so bad at telling people they have spelled certain words wrong. Many Hugs Humming-Bird Jan Allison August 17, 2015 at 1:17 PM Thanks so much for dropping by glad I made you smile:-) hugs Jan xxxx