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Women of Age

Women of age

A woman of age popped in last night.
The garden had become wet, might
this gardener – willing yet weak – plane seeds
into where nothing grows, not even weeds.

For this aged garden, has become barren.
No amount of passion nor patient caren
will be able to make life sprout or grow.
This, the garden and gardener doth know,

that when sweet seeds – needs – are sown,
reality comes to light and all is known.
They will come to an end without fertilization.
This awareness, this knowledge, their realization,

that life’s true meaning has ended – procreation,
a dead issue, has become life’s - no perpetuation –
meaning for these tired, aged, lost souls
who’s time has stilled, it no longer  flows

from this garden, yet this gardener doth strain
for what will remain - their immortality, never again
from them to create a new – life’s force to remain.
No longer will they provide new souls for this plane.

From these two, never a story to be told
for they travel down a different road.
Each, on a separate journey, to end
their days, do they, still call each, friend ?

There are so many ideas, points of view, thought
about life’s meaning, so what is it ?, that is taught
by the lessons we have learn ?, the wars fought,
that have brought us closer, yet maybe not

to the understanding of mankind’s existence,
the meaning of humanity ?, or its relevance
to the world we live on, continue destroying.
We are but a disease ?, a virus ?, reaching out, deploying.

B. J. “A ” 2
February 26th 2006

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Kp Nunez Date: 3/7/2015 6:51:00 AM LOL! Hilarious first part of the poem, sire. I bet the lady was disappointed just as the gardener. So, is it spring now in Canada? Seems in every corner of Soup's virtual hall, there's the talk of plants and seeds and the cycle of life...Levity aside, isn't it what life is also about...not only focus on procreation, but also nurturing the gifts of friendship? But I enjoyed your write today, sire...you've come up with one tone lighter than the usual...hugs and smiles :) Login to Reply William J. Jr. Atfield Date: 3/7/2015 12:24:00 PM “ I enjoyed your write today, sire... ” thank you Kim, for all that you give and I am glad to have pleased. I do believe my Dear, that there might be one or two more somewhere in my arsenal ?, “ you've come up with one tone lighter than the usual...” that might fit the Bill, but as a person who lives in the reality of his - and others – life, the facts, the perceptions of, can, in their truth, be less than humorous, sad to say my Dear . “ hugs and smiles :) ” back at you my Dear, with my best wishes, big hugs and kisses !!! Bill . ( B. J. “A ” 2 ) William J. Jr. Atfield Date: 3/7/2015 12:24:00 PM Good Morning to you Kim : On this fine, sunny B. C. day. I am so happy that I have finally come ( no pun intended ) to a rhyme that has tickled your funny bone ( no pun intended ) “ LOL! Hilarious first part of the poem, sire .”. “ I bet the lady was disappointed just as the gardener.”, a bet you lost my Dear, for the phoenix did rise up from the ashes and the gardener did plant seeds that flowered into another glorious moment to remember . “ So, is it spring now in Canada? ”, yes Kim, it is, and has been for a while now, buds and blossoms all over the place, as is “ the talk of plants and seeds and the cycle of life...Levity aside, isn't it what life is also about...” and yes my Dear, it is, as is “ not only focus on procreation, but also nurturing the gifts of friendship? ” and am I, my Dear, to take this as an invitation to walk among the flowers of another type of garden ???