Old Age

How my aging bones creak
Sighs the  rocking chair under 
The burden of time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Neshat Avatar
April 9, 2012 at 2:00 AM
nice
Ramos Avatar
November 11, 2011 at 4:27 AM
Thanks for introducing me to Senryu form. Its amazing how much is captured in such few words. You've captured my aging process. Time does add weight to so many dimensions, our spirit, mind, emotions, soul, "midsection". LOL. Thanks
Murukesan Avatar
November 7, 2011 at 2:17 AM
nice ! perfect imagination in combination with superb artistry in rendering . it bears the radio active quality of positive inclination.
Suzadail Jr. Avatar
June 15, 2011 at 3:19 PM
Hi Meg, Thanks for the comment. Funny, but last week I was thinking about some of the poets that seemed to have disappeared from the site and had wondered how your book signing went. This week I heard from Cile Beer on facebook and then saw you had stopped in at poetry soup. It was really nice to hear from you again. Vince
Freeman Avatar
June 15, 2011 at 8:04 AM
Just Cool Margaret!!! Just the way it goes with the old earthly house. Shall we restore the old window panes, apply a little paint to it's face? Oh, I hear the new house will be constructed of pure substance. The everlasting material that shall never grow old. Smile, Agape, Moses
Brown Avatar
June 15, 2011 at 6:44 AM
Thank you Meg for stopping by to comment on my poetry today. I hope you will be back soon with some more of your Outstanding poetry. Love and blessings always to you and yours my friend, Carol
Parrish-Spence Avatar
March 2, 2010 at 5:07 AM
Youth has no idea what age brings. This poem reminds me that Bengay gets used more each winter! Well written.
Palli Avatar
February 16, 2010 at 3:34 AM
excellent! can hear the creaking
Kapoor Avatar
February 14, 2010 at 10:07 AM
Beautiful and lovely in words although painful in realization. You have brilliantly portrayed old age that too in few words. A gem of a Poem. Thanks. Best wishes and love Ravindra
Strand Avatar
January 3, 2010 at 12:32 AM
Thank you for your welcome blog comments Meg.Rgds Brian
Mckenzie Avatar
January 2, 2010 at 7:04 PM
Margaret~ Great Haiku about a subject no one talks about. Laura:)
Haick Avatar
January 2, 2010 at 3:46 PM
Great Senryu, Margaret! Thank goodness we can't hear them speak! Good job! Peace, Audrey
Omaidin Avatar
January 2, 2010 at 2:39 PM
Very clever indeed. Bravo Regards: Déirdre Ó Maidín
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January 2, 2010 at 1:50 PM
What a thoughtful and insightful reflection. I really like the last line. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. Happy New Year! Karen
Burton Avatar
January 2, 2010 at 1:04 PM
short and beautiful, have a great day. :):)
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