Sport Age Poems

Upon opening the fridge this morning I found, to my great displeasure, that there was nary an egg to be found.  Posthaste I marched...

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I owe it to my heart to bring back to me
the better it loved, the yet to be.
To discourage thoughts that push aside,
all that is...

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The Spanish queen and fooball

This forenoon in Cascais was very hot, sensibly I was not going out, switched on the TV and saw the second...

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A field day shoe fit for Mother Goose
  
Fruitless effort squeezing figurative juice
Pandora called triggering 
helter skelter to get loose
necessitating Bullwinkle J. Moose
to usher...

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If anyone is wondering what it's like
To finally be eighty-seven years young
Gotta tell ya, it's not what I expected
Thought by now I'd have come undone

It's...

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Persuaded and reprogrammed leading someone to believe he or
        she is the apple of one's life. Played?

 ...

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Pale daughters
don't follow their familial duties
or wash behind their ears
laved in white light,
they sport a smile, when necessary,
compelled by an accidental mischief
pencilled in exclusion,
rendered in...

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let me sleep, sleep, wake me not yet, 
let me dream, dream on for a while, 
the day is done, evening is set, 
deep in...

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Though I wrote no book 
attention summoned to look 
at following--->>>

Urgent message – to send Mephistophelian madman back to stone age

predicated upon past and present,...

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I have never lost my zest for fun and laughter
Though long since I could jump a rope
Still enjoy the punchline remembered after

I have forgotten the...

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God shifts his weight and half an oak remains.
One soul must die; another life retains. 
I stand a little shaky now.
raise my hand, put drops...

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Beauty regimes at my age are enough to
Overwhelm most passionate fashionistas
I’ll just sport a big smile as big as can be
And hope for the best...

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Yesterday the sun rose slowly
Over the lake glimmering glistening, quietly,
The calm wind took a wink at the blue jay softly
Flying over the fragrant pine trees...

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How I did Sixty Years of Marriage
 
“How long have you been married?” people often ask.
“And what made it last?"

My next door neighbor sent me...

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Age
By
Tom Wright
2003

Skin that resembles a raspy voice,
joints that continually cause pain.
Life, as lived, has been by choice,
It's excesses have caused me gain.

Shoulders now deprive me...

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