Woman Age Poems

Me very late mum, a funereal day...

courtesy latitudinarian, nonestablishmentarian, 
sexagenarian, and Unitarian son
and modest mastermind maven maverick.

Another anniversary of her death occurs
upon advent of 
May...

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We were vacationing in the state of
palm trees and seashore in September's
mild loveliness.
Me, a sexagenarian widow,
hobbled by arthritis in my knees.
As my family enjoyed the...

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Like a typical elderly woman or man,
I play back the scenes of my life in my mind’s eye -
To yesterday and today from the time...

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The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness...

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i’m here, nor there, sometimes everywhere
a storm brewing

inside i’m darker
i’ve sailed these seas before

repetition becomes habit 
take me back to simpler times

an early childhood memory
just...

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This was inspired by: Mike Gentile 
His poem is entitled : Confessions Of A Youngster, At Heart

Whoever thought one day I'd let my hair go...

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Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism

Psyche wracked with agony
impossible mission to extricate lovely bones
they wanna remain permanently abed.

I chiefly function to amass knowledge
courtesy assiduously, habitually,
and judiciously...

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Time's relentless hands cast their shadows
On a middle-aged woman in a lonely corner of her room
She drapes her shawl around her shoulders,
And there she sits...

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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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I hug secrets
  and dusty thoughts
          fading
falling into silence
   becoming invisible

My mind is...

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Note: This poem is the twin poem for "She Speaks for the Dead." This one is in the mockingbird's perspective. 



I perch upon the locked...

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The Time Machine

Graying hair and aching knees
It’s time for a drive among hills and trees 
There is magic encased in a Chevy V-8
Gotta take a...

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When I was growing up
I was so struck by the beauties
I Saw on TV and in magazines
I became obsessed with thinking about them
One day I'll...

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                   Mom
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I placed my head between my knees to have a good look at the trees beneath me; I held it there for some time and...

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