Moon Age Poems

  
The second bloom

Life is an eternal ecstasy
Flowering as ripe old age 
Liabilities over, shorn of shackles
Confined to oneself  and free to peep...

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In the shadowed alcove of memory, Where forgotten dreams curl like smoke, I wander, a spectral seeker, Tracing the edges of existence.

The moon, a pale...

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A different kind of love

Easy, in and out your breath
lungs unsullied by cigarette smoke
Siesta nap, a lazy Sunday afternoon
when flowers are recklessly nude
Breath, taking
should you...

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There's nothing left of Autumn but the leaves
They swirl and scatter, meet then disengage
The moon shines silver footlights in the sheaves
and turns the marble court...

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In my foolish young adult years,
three good men came along,
but their eyes brimmed with tears.
God must of sent them,
offering me love's redemption.
Not realizing they were...

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The Age of Man

We carried on
The age of man
Till moon of tin bore
An electric sun

And all machines 
Shone bright and clean
Keeping silent
But wanting more

Till the...

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Time oh time, won’t you please
Speed up!  Bring summer - time to run and play!
Let me grow into a man - no time to...

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It happened again in the bookstore the other day…
It has happened to me before….
In truth…as each year passes…it happens a little more.

It’s pretty much always...

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Star Projector, shade of baby blue
All these stars, but I’m focused on you
Star projector, pretty shade of red,
All these thoughts of you have me stuck...

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If your best work is done at night,
Which is now no longer your right 
With neighbors to to your right of you,
With neighbors to the...

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I don't need a large place,
just a small and cozy space
where the old dog and I can rest
and perhaps be kindly blest
by sun, sky, moon,...

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There is this phenomenon we feel growing older
that happens to us old folks a lot:
How some days we feel our age…while others…we do not!

Some days...

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I’m so excited about this election
about America and our direction

We’ll trust old men
to make big decisions
elderly men
of compassion and vision

Men who were there
when the work...

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This cold, cold, cold night. 
Moon behind whisps of clouds is its light.
Temperature falling, chills grow.
What the hell does the moon, the stars and the...

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He held his wife’s beautiful body

In rapture they danced under the moon

Never had he felt more alive

Sitting alone in his Care Home room...

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