Best Oldster Poems

Taco chili. Pumpkin bread. Zucchini bread. Gingerbread cookies. Chicken and dumplings.
It is a potluck at school and we were supposed to bring our favorite fall...

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Trickle tender tears - those that take their time
born to bathe and baptize bereavement;
dew drops cling to fragile petals of forlorn feelings ~

aged and alone
sentiments...

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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed 
interred intricacies that shed benign capsules of
...

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In southern Colorado, 
that old Rocky Mountain state, 
beneath God's azure heavens 
is a place called Turquoise Lake.

I'd been driving all around, 
it was time...

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February is here, it's Valentine's month

Hope everyone remembers their sweetheart

If you buy her roses or chocolates and stuff

Your guaranteed lots of love until March

But beyond...

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Lived eight years in a retirement community
Best eight years, so thankful for the opportunity
Elderly ladies clamoured around me
Best looking oldster they ever did see
Had to...

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Lived eight years in a retirement community
Best eight years, so thankful for the opportunity
Elderly ladies clamoured around me
Best looking oldster they ever did see
Had to...

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I wake early- even before the birds,
my nightgown is thread-bare, all a tatter;
when I try to talk, I just lose my words,
my mirror reveals...

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Far away from home, I found another home in Taiwan
Today all family members come together
Eat pomelo 
Make a pomelo hat to turn bad luck into...

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I’m tempted to backhand the ones who call
		us sixty-somethings old or elderly.
		How dare they use such terms describing me?
		Infuriating! Boy, do they have gall!

		It’s fine...

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Legs propelling me off the edge
underwater.
Looking up, ceiling going by.
Diaphragm controlling steady exhaling,
arms overhead.
Then breaststroking, legs frog kicking,
air bubbling out my nose-
preventing water going in.
Maybe...

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HIDDEN YOUTH

Locked inside each oldster,
There's a youngster you will find,
Peering out and looking back,
At all he's left behind.

He's really not so different,
From the youngsters of...

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I don't know if I should go there,
If it's worth it to forget.
I've tried to keep all of my memories
That I haven't lost as yet.

But...

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#17
gray matter present
picture the hair on my head -
does that mean "I am?"

#18
"look!" old man reflects
"more cracks than I care to count -
how God's light...

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brings world word ii gunnery duty 
   as extremely frightful flashback
   which utterly displeases this elderly mortal 
   and...

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