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I Feel Invisible

I feel invisible and ignored
After I revealed my actual age.
Everyone sees right through me.
I haven't turned into a sage.

There was a time I could turn heads
When I walked down the street.
I pretended not to notice but
I truly thought that it was neat.

Then came that certain birthday
When the age flag was unfurled.
The fact I was growing older
Was revealed to the whole world.

My beautician and I decided
To not color my hair any more.
Suddenly my hair was snowy white
And not auburn as before.

I am not only invisible,
I am also mute it seems.
No one sees me or hears me.
I'm not on anyone's esteems.

My two daughters are having
An interesting conversation.
I try to add a lucid thought.
They ignore my explanation.

They're talking about their children
And nothing I have to say
Would have pertinence or interest
To clever children of today.

No one is cruel or unkind,
I rather wish they were,
At least I would know I was visible,
Which is something I would prefer.

Written: 4/28/16

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 4/24/2018 2:09:00 AM
Ahh! meaningful!
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Date: 5/13/2016 12:03:00 PM
fantastic poem , i love it ,
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Date: 5/10/2016 3:40:00 PM
oh, I hope this was purely fictional in your case, my friend, but I can imagine this happening to many people over a certain age. Have a lovely week xx
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Date: 5/9/2016 4:38:00 PM
Joyce, this really touched my soul, I worked in a nursing home and so often saw people talking over the elderly persons head, not including them, heartbreaking, I would never do that dear heart, I would listen to your every single word, congrats on your win in the contest....
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Date: 5/8/2016 6:49:00 PM
joyce, Congratulations on your win. Always ~LINDA~
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Date: 5/5/2016 8:45:00 PM
oh my, this is a sad one, Joyce. Invisible with age. It DOES happen and much too often. Too bad the young ones cannot learn from their elders these days. Some do and those children are a JOY.
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Date: 5/5/2016 3:35:00 AM
A great write, albeit so sad. You are certainly not invisible on this site. Lovely to read your poetry. T.J
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Date: 4/29/2016 7:32:00 AM
I had a huge lump in my throat reading this Joyce - the older people in society still have so much to offer and so much wisdom with their years but often their words go unheeded. This year mum stopped colour on her hair - made me think of her too:-) good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 4/29/2016 1:41:00 AM
What a wonderful poem dear, Joyce that is coming out of life! I have just posted my two Monoku and noticed your poem, talking of age! What a coincidence! Now the comments I would like to make are my two Monoku! A seven!
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Date: 4/29/2016 1:16:00 AM
Great poem Joyce. Perhaps you are sage, not invisible on here though. Kindest regards, Craig
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