Best Ageing Poems

oh precious, dulcet diva, ocean-tide
you, of sand and foam and spindrift -
all your moods and meanderings
speak deep my spirit, wistful and wan
musings captured, gist enraptured...

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i remember all of our first times
all of our poems

i've always been safer in air
yet you kept me afloat in rushing tides
but
without your beautiful silhouette...

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There is a proverbial hypocrisy to
'See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil'

when sinister perversions, 
lurk behind closed doors,
contained inside four walls.

What is a...

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Springing free from glistening 
Fronds
The summers heat leaps for 
Height;
Whilst drifting obscurely far
Above 
A distant lark now hangs in 
Flight.

Floats down his sweet trill,
Accompanied by...

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Keys rattle,
door slowly closes ...
An echo of footsteps walk upstairs..

You can hear his bedroom door close,
a little bump as he sits on his bed,
then there...

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Russia's losses have been greater with their Ukrainian invasion
Compared to nine years in Afghanistan, another miscalculation
Many towns and cities in Ukraine are now being taken...

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Good old ageing inevitably involves loss
Affecting our faculties 
Varied for each individual
Different losses ,different degrees

Frustrating and difficult it is
A struggle at times to say the...

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His:

He played softly on (Les Paul Strings) (The Day That He Returned Home) from the war. (One 
More Mile) to go, then he will be...

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This garden city
Concrete skyscrapers loom;
Greenery punctuate


Tree-lined avenues
Bourgainvillea clusters;
Traffic jam companions


Waltzing slowly
Overhead bridge;
Ant-people below


Old neighbourhood
Heartland community;
Ageing populace


Feeble old lady
Speeds on wheels;
Electric commotion


Playground
For small kids and big;
Noisy...

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a time to live 
 a time to die
a time to laugh 
 a time to cry
a time to mourn
 they that died
a time to...

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Love Regained

     Now is love’s rift rejoined by your return
     And my loss at your leaving now...

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I sit and pause, looking at the sky blue ceiling above me. White vapour cotton wool clouds
gently float like water lilies on an upside down...

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Asian Epicurean Quest

At the heart of China Town, Kuala Lumpur (capital of Malaysia) is Petaling Street.
  
Domain of hustlers, hucksters, cheap-jacks and diblers; purveyors...

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I am a sage and savant of sweet poetry,
  Especially my own sad, dark ramblings;
Assessing the new for ageing potential,
  I can tell...

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I'm really much too young to get old
Something's drastically out of whack
I'm still this handsome, charismatic dude
Why's this body giving me flack?

Strange lumps have appeared...

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