Best Middle Age Poems

I am not afraid of middle age                                      ...

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I'm tempted to let it spread....

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I
just
walked
back into 
the kitchen
for some juice
and then walked 
out with a sandwich, 
a glass of milk, sweets
and the TV remote 
that I lost when
I last went in
my kitchen 
an hour
ago...

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A bulging belly balefully belies
the vanished vigour of youth;
happens to most of us.

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19 November 2018...

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.
&
if I
had 
a penny
for every time
I lost my house keys
...........................................
there'd also be a jar full of coins 
that I would have to 
search
for
....

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Ah, the middle age where I
Can find excuse.  No one now
Will test me to ride the wild horse.
No one will offer the fat udder
For the order of disciples.
No one will expect that I
Should leave my seat and stir
The hissing embers. 

Ah, the middle age...

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 When evening red surrounds our dream 
A varnished crown glosses the breeze;
To summon love's ascent, upstream
On river's bend as moist lips tease.

A varnished crown glosses the breeze 
Here,  stars wiggle in blazed delight;
On river's  bend as moist lips tease
When embers of dusk...

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Whenever middle-age recalls youth
with its long, exciting and carefree days:
we remember that we lived them in our own ways;
our parents argued that it wasn't astute...
have they forgotten how they shamelessly lied
to get some romantic kiss before it actually died?


Before the invention of television most folks...

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As my brave abdomen is distended
pleasure in seeing my feet has ended.

4/6/18...

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Now the mid-winter grind
Is on me, New York
Drills through my nerves,
As I walk
The chewed up streets.

At forty-five what next
At every corner,
I meet my father,
My age, still alive.

Father, forgive me
My injuries,
As I forgive
Those I
Have injured!

You never climbed
Mount Zion, yet left
Dinosaur
Death-steps on the crust,
Where I must walk....

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MIDDLE AGE RIDDLE

middle-age riddle...
water splashes on my face 
...fountain of wrinkles.

4/24/2018...

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The wresting groung for old homos
Is full tonight
Because we spilled so much of our youth
In endless repeat anonymous encounter
That it was not enough to end the world once
More than a thousand medieval nonyears ago,
That spun off revolution in the sixties
Into reactionary shaved heads in the...

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From birth to middle age
Tell tale signs sending us into a rage
Not knowing what to expect
Slowly approaching wondering what comes next

Hot flushes to mood swings
I wish someone would have told me these things
Trying to find a way to cope
Visits to the doctor for a glimmer...

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              (CHILDHOOD)
            Start with no feathers,
     warmth is around, we are fed.
We grow, we will fly.

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November descends delicately,
          crisp, crimson-gold
   landing languidly midway between 
          'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day'
      and 'Now...

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