Best Geriatric Poems

Facing the silent sea,
he sits in silhouette
against the light
of the scarlet sunset.

In stillness
of stolen gazes,
at seagulls taking flight
he hums~
geriatric euphony.

His languid voice
soars like a delicate...

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This poem was written by an old man who died in the geriatric
Ward of a nursing home in North Platte, Neb.  He left nothing...

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Aunt Ethel said to Uncle Fred,
Let’s attempt the starfish in bed,
Old Ethel insisted,
Till Fred’s back got twisted,
They best stick to sleeping instead!

Original poem by Jan...

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Fair-weather friends on a cloudy day
     Dank, useless phrases paving the way;
     Medication, digestion, unhappy sounds.
 ...

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Once commenced the fest of feasting and giving thanks for genocide,
‘Tis the season to be jolly to replace our thoughts of suicide.

Santa claws his way...

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You're confined to a bed
with a sweaty smell.
And there are no windows
as far as you can tell.

Food spilled on your covers
gathers flies on your plate.
And...

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Aware of the New World Order
and its philosophy, principle, predicament 
vis-à-vis Bible prophecy
my spirit trusts God 
Who is the Omnipotent, Omniscient, Omnipresent
to put things in...

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I’ve developed tennis elbow; it really is quite sore
It’s a medical condition that I’ve never had before

So I went down to the doctor and knocked...

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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
In the pout of the lips,
The curve of a shoulder,
Fresh flesh of the young,
Beauty’s elitist domain.
Eyes sparkling and...

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If you are angry with me 
Or with anyone or everyone
For some (in-)explicable reasons, 
Then, this poem is meant for you!

My basic hypothesis: 
In a...

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there are some parts of your personality
you must never look at
or Aristotle's logic will pay you a visit
for a 15th century anatomy lesson
an eye for...

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Ma,
Why do I need to apostrophize you? Why did you flew away into the celestial regions so earlier? Is it because you are from a...

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(Adventures In Geriatric Land)

Does your dentist have money for Porsche that you’ve lost?
Is the hair on your head now the color of frost?
Is the zip...

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Future held such initial promise
But shallow dreams disintegrated
Coalescing into shallower reality

Despite my youth, pain cripples me to geriatric apathy
General interest long gone, death has become...

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That Imperious Urge


He said the Golden Years are all the rage
Aye, it was more a shuffling two-step dance
thus did I run to greet this coming...

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