Retirement Angst Poems

April 4—Personal grooming…

Ending Daily Shaving in Retirement

When Sam Adams
retired from
 the U.S. Department of State,

he made five vows
which he kept for years.

first, he would quit...

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I could have been their time,
It should have been their time,
With the kids now in their own time,
And retirement giving them the time,
To take their...

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sleeping in at will
languishing in the new thrill
no jobs to fulfill

take a peaceful walk
listen to birds tweet or hawk
call a friend to talk

retirement is fun
working...

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investing money
planning for retirement time ~
money pit repairs...

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She’d been depressed at seeing how her parents had aged in just a couple of years. She hadn’t really contemplated time much before, it had...

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Working most days until exhaustion until I retire,
Wasn't much to look forward to outside of religion -
Until I held my granddaughter in my arms the...

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I was oh so foolish
I finally got my way
I scraped and stepped 
on people, just let them lay
a sociopath they called me
I could only grin
they...

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Since retirement
I have gradually become more disappointed
with watching
and listening
to performers,
to on-screen entertainments,
to emotional yet disembodied hypnosis,
to vicarious fascinations
now suspiciously corrupt

Performance watching
becomes a cheaply vacuous substitute
for...

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You sell yourself for money
Hour lunch two coffee breaks 
To punch a card at 5pm
For a cheap watch and a cake
You live on autopilot 
A...

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The same people who are demanding 
I put a suffocating thong over my face
are the same ones who lift sieves from borders
and invite in the...

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Pandemic Friends Afraid
By George W. Clever-----27 August 2020

My pandemic friends are afraid
Perhaps like me, they are old
So vulnerable to die on news are told			COVID patients...

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Scalding hot
The melting pot
City slickers
With knotted knickers
Traffic jams
Slaughter of lambs
Put up a fight
Speed of light
Amidst the rat race
Within reach a can of mace
Keeping up
Got bumped...

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Oh, how my initiative has flustered,
for I assumed of years before we separate
I sigh through dear retirement of a beloved pastor.

What stinginess imposed no access...

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Carpooling in the Monday traffic jam
Pondering what we are and who I am
Now that we finally raised a family
Is there anything left just for you...

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Warrior
Musical, analytical, religious, artistic.
Son of soldiers.
Lover of Nelly, ragtime pianos, and rhythm guitars.
Who reels angst, inspiration, and regrets.
Who fears retirement, isolation, and mediocrity.
Who would like...

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