Best Menopausal Poems

It’s one of the masters of colony domination
and the longest standing territory with unchanged defined borders.
The wave power of praia do Norte
attracts the unique technology of a wave farm existence.
In a compound of many flats, it’s the most reserved
and one of the twin sisters
in their...

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IS IT HOT IN HERE?
I`m a physical, mental wreck, waiting for a beard
I have no sense of time, I`m definitely weird.
I`m peri-menopausal, go from blazing hot to cold,
I have wrinkles, bags, am fat, and very very old.
I sometimes find my my car keys in obscure...

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she was hot - like a menopausal flash
he was hard - like arteriosclerosis

limber lumbar but an ancient memory
a touch senile, maybe, a touch unsensory

and yet the sparks still sparkled
in eyes that cataracts encircled 

old flames popped from recollections
of wanton desired seductuous affections

desiring what's called dirty,...

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THE RICH AND POOR
THE RICH MAN IS AN ALCOHOLIC
THE POOR MAN IS A DRUNK
THE RICH BOY IS EMOTIONALLY ILL
THE POOR BOY IS A PUNK
A RICH WOMAN IS MENOPAUSAL
A POOR WOMAN IS CRAZY
A RICH MAN RELAXING IS TIRED
A POOR MAN RELAXING IS LAZY
SO JUDGEMENTAL WE ARE
SELF...

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‘Couch potato’,
‘Couch potato’,
Vexed by every one,
A mother of one,

A woman bulky,
Became sulky.
Coaxed to work-up,
For fitness to develop,

Took to swimming,
Jogging and running,
And drastic dieting,
All unscientific training,

Swift and slender,
Became tender!
Has the training worked wonder?
No! she invited danger!

She is twenty eight,
Walks with a waddling gait,
Gets intermittent ‘blush’?
No! It’s...

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It should be harder,
and perhaps it could,
to not be known
and recognized
and to not find icons of and for gratitude
throughout my everyday.

The forbidden fruit
of Trees for Life and against Death
living in peaceful forests of Good and NotNot Evil,
grows both political trust and mistrust
between brothers and sisters,
parents...

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Why is God a Man?

Being a menopausal woman really sucks. At night, it’s like having a wrestler in bed with you 
without the sex. When you flash you wrestle the covers off because you feel like you’re going 
to spontaneously combust. When the flash is...

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Hate begets hate,
Fatality it’s sure fate,
The belly of the sated,
Churned by hatred,
The lame marching in defiance,
Gossips in one alliance,
The mute raise their voices in harmony,
As partakers in the ceremony,
Eavesdropping was the pastime of the deaf,
Whistling amused the children with lip and palate cleft,
The blind bystanders...

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I was asked to be a substitute teacher
For kindergarten. Wow. Sounds like a blast I think.
Sure. I’d love to, I say.
This was at 8:42 a.m.
By 9:00 I realized 
Kindergarten is tough.
Tougher than teaching menopausal kangaroos.
These mighty five-and-six-year-olds were
In complete control.
Me being the way I am.
I...

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Sue screams so loudly
has she seen a little mouse –
no her first grey hair!

she’s menopausal
has hot flashes every day
saves on heating bills!

her huge birthday cake
is lit with fifty candles
fire brigade ready!

family gathers 
to celebrate her birthday
Sue’s a proud mother

her grown up children
are all happily married
grandchildren...

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The menopausal man
doesn’t know whether
it is love or
pressure of the
groin

he preaches
heteropromiscuity
searching for frolic
as another shield...

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The house on Elder Street is old,
menopausal in fact, 
with no signs of children at play.
A lovingly maintained lawn 
rolls gently from front porch
to the vine-covered mailbox 
standing guard alongside
the blacktop pavement.
No fences hinder a visitor,
four-legged or two.

Built of strong stuff,
possessing a concrete foundation,
its exterior...

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Being pre-menopausal
last night
when I woke up
at three-twenty-four
and picked his book
off the floor
moaned and groaned
and gnashed my teeth
and bit my lip
and said, good grief
are we suppose
to read this junk

Have you ever
heard the word
brief or fun
or light or airy
And laid the book
back on the floor
and shut the...

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The heart of man
Creates compassion

The heart of man
Starts action

The heart of man
Makes him a 
“Yes I can, can”

The heart of man
Loves with all his strength

He’ll go that extra mile and
Extend his hand to an
Unbelievable length

The heart of man
Will fall on bending knees

And he’s polite enough
To...

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Planet of Hers


Volatile hormones – cause of stress,
Enhanced by monthly PMS -
Naysayer symptoms it exudes,
Unleashing food cravings and moods,
Sustained by menopausal mess.


Planet of His


Male’s calm after the storm of war,
Accomplished, hungry and at bay,
Relaxed and ready to restore,
Satiated, eager to play.

May 07, 2021...

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