Retirement Wife Poems

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Details | Quatrain |
Waking with a smile, eyes bouncing green, dear husband
makes me hold back my scream, desire to pull over sheets.
Later, I find you sitting like Buddha, gazing at the land,
shifting as each birds lifts and soars and tweet tweets.

I watch you in silence, pick up slippers, my piles of papers
find my own breakfast to leave you undisturbed in dream,
you thank me so many ways, your face relaxed, finger tapers
held on belly, sometimes I wonder if you see past the gleam

Of heavenly contentment, lap of pool, sun blazing warm
the face so bruised by clenched jaw now so smooth
I never dare to battle you, drive you against walls or alarm.
Retirement is a silence of weighty falling before well oiled groove.

Copyright © Sheri Fresonke Harper | Year Posted 2014

Details | Concrete |
Suppressed Wish

Suppressing wish I supplied yours
You remained always complaining more
Surviving notion has if to stay
Needs learn to whit whatever you get
In paucity’s realm, supply of pinch
Becomes sufficient no claim of stint
If belly is big think that could be poor
Don’t throw hands and legs in Jim to reduce rim
Neither visits sometimes towards swimming pool
Replenish all time carbohydrate food
Mind is different suppresses all wish
He never knew dance of pub in village
Wobbly, bubbly, hobble with wife one
Always walk behind with carrying children
Life counts with job day night overtime
Payment of toil double becomes when
Claims he broadly spreading chest
27 years he passed in this lift for bread
Grey hair in temple, wrinkles in forehead
Corrugated line all over faces shredded
Suppressing his wishes he supplied to local
Always remained pinch meagre with gem
Retirement is welcoming standing in threshold
Local life in country side challenges more.

Copyright © Deepak Chalise | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
For forty six years now we've shared our home,
but for only the first months together alone,
moved into our own place the day we were wed,
and for forty six years we've both shared the same bed.

Though forever together and loving our life
we are never alone just as husband and wife,
except when on holidays in later times
when kids wouldn’t travel with us in our primes.

As well as our children, with one still at home,
we’ve opened our door to others that roam
away from their parents as their lives went wrong,
as their Auntie and Uncle they joined in our throng.

Our son moved his girlfriend into our place
they then spent a year looking for their own space,
but at last they have found it, we’re happy to see,
so in less than a week from our kids we’ll be free.

You can’t imagine the peace that will give us at last
relief from the chaos we’ve lived in the past,
although life’s been fun, and we think just the best,
I think that at last we’re deserving a rest.

So roll on the weekend, we’ll help with the move,
we’ve survived all the trauma and now we can prove
that retirement’s now starting to live just as two
as in our first married months we were able to do.

So think all you youngsters when just starting out
have your kids early and then kick them out,
with the children and grandkids I’m sure you’ll acquire
to be home alone one day……..I’m sure you’ll desire!

Ivor G Davies

Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2016