Best Boomer Poems

It was a train
that took my mother west
away from her family farm
to seek adventure. She found work in San Diego,
joined the Navy and met my dad.
It was the 1950’s.
Planes were not yet a big deal
and many traveled long distances
by train.

It was a train 
that carried...

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In the long grass on the island of Toomer , lives a great big bird called the oomer boomer. 
Now this bird is not like any partridge or pheasant, on the whole the boomer is really quite 
pleasant. It’s beak is quite long, and it’s...

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For years we have gone hunting.
I've loved sitting next to him in his deer blind
or sitting quietly in my own.

Now that Boomer came into our lives
I see all living animals as having feelings
and I can't stand the thought of hunting.

Boomer is our bassett hound.
He thinks...

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My skin is all wrinkled
my muscles are jello,
I'll tell you right now
I'm one bummed out fellow.

My joints are all achy
my eye sight is shot,
it feels like my head
is clogged full of snot.

My lungs are all blackened
from decades of smoke,
I'm not in good shape
and I look...

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Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo
ming onset of
brisk fallen temperatures
may not be amenable to you
dear reader, but after Matthew
sets to washing
creating substantial lather,

visited with healthy slew
of frothed shampooed hair do
(cuz - jest like
Spongebobsquarepants,
I like abundant suds),
which initial shock
     of cold water...

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Can you remember Lost in Space, Bonanza and Gunsmoke?
How about Leave it to Beaver—all the fun they`d poke?
The Dick VanDyke Show made us laugh, and so did Mr Ed.
And all the married couples had to stay in their own bed.
Jeannie couldn`t show her navel. ...

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A badge of great honor
We wear it with pride,
They say it’s an insult
But we’ll let that one slide.

A boomer’s a doer
A person with Pep,
Marching alone
To their own special step.

The children of Giants
Who lived through a war
Instilling in us 
The passion to soar.

They call us great...

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Mr. Chuck Schumer
Is a Baby Boomer
   His real name is Charles Ellis
   Aren't you just insanely jealous?...

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Who were they?

They walked to and from school when they were younger.
They had to complete their homework alone before they were allowed to go out and play.
They were given chores they were responsible to keep up with.
They were given money to go to the local...

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    The years meandered ‘long ‘til I hit twenty
       dreams of fame, girls and money

    Married too young, I was a jerk
       tethered now, to the daze...

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One generic baby boomer, (a garden variety sexagenarian)...
offers his interpretation of critical race theory

I, (an articulate, charming, domesticated, 
erudite, friendly, genteel, humorous, intelligent,
kind, learned, male, albeit modest – married) 
with freshly clipped formerly gnarly toenails
discounts the popularized myth
encompassing world wide
webbed historical events
despite being taught Northern...

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Here comes the Boomer remover,
A geriatric hoover,
come to sweep up your complacency
And puncture your dismissivenes
so don't dissolve into hissy fits,
Or lectures on snowflake millennials,
Your snide and tested perennials,
'End the lockdown now,
Long live the new normal' is your siren cry,
but another, better world is coming,
It's no...

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At work a (millennial) was snorting 
about his weekend trip to a casino
how he was sick of wearing a mask
how he didn't care if he died or not.
I asked him what if he were to tote  
the bat flu home to his loved ones
he...

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Your paradigm's a relic and yes, 
a plea from data's cemetery
While I sculpt luminaries on screens 
a sable sea.

"Company loyalty!" a myth 
spun in your reverie.
But AI forges kingdoms 
in ephemeral memory.
Survival's a mosaic 
the gig life sets us free.
No cubicles confine us 
from drudgery's...

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We, the Children of the Atom:
Whose quantum physics master the balance of past and future. 

We remember before and after; to aim them both with hands still enslaved by petty policy and impractical allegiance to the thieves who multiply yet still. 

We say now to...

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