Sad Age Poems

L-ife was much better long years ago
I-nviting life to days in the sun
F-un was foremost, watching ourselves grow
E-xpecting days and time we'd out-run

W-hen years piled...

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Your racing bike is broken with a bad derailleur.
   I look back at my life and admit it’s a failure.
   If...

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It felt like yesterday that we were riding our bikes down our empty street
The streets we ruled, the streets we got to keep
As if tomorrow...

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If I treated people the way they treat me
How unhappy people would be.
I trust people that is my mistake
Everyone just likes to take
I give my...

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The Indian elephant


I knew of an Indian elephant who worked at a circus 
on an act where unhappy animals sit up and beg 
and sad...

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Never met her, yet I've heard
the crazy Tante von Vogt
lived her life as any would,
if they were crazy.

She'd walk to butcher's each week
no nod greeting...

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18 years had past and i knew it all,  just living carefree, having a ball.
Thought i knew love, true love i was sure,
Got engaged...

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Curious minds seek knowledge,
laughter, friendship, shared 
classmates, hearts connected.

Chatter fills the air,
laughter beyond imagination
classmates together.

As war comrades
we stand to strive hard,
good memories we still create.

Like...

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i'm 
  connected to 
a brittle 
      branch
   disconnected 
from a 
    tree of
...

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Clothes hang prickly and wild—
The kind diamond smell of her
Spreads in a blocked out sky's room,
Faint earth in bursting skeleton bones.

The kind diamond smell of...

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Title: Everyone Matters

In our big world, we should never ignore,
People are different, that's what we're here for.
Some look like you, some look different too,
But inside,...

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A life is pending on the earth. 
as it is a dream of mine. 
It is not necessary that he be a human.
A flower can...

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Have almost everything I need but a trailer and a electric bike
Tired of having to hike
This spring I wish to travel around state to state
Missing...

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Her wide blonde petals
   once rose to the sun
now   but   drooping
   browned 'n beiged tresses
  ...

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When I entered the City Senior Center
with my Open Mic proposal
to increase resilience
and decrease apartheid dissonance

I could hear no music,
see no dancing.

The quilting room
and the...

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