Best Senile Poems

I was wiping the dust off an old snow globe in the upstairs attic, when a mop of honey-blonde hair suddenly appeared through the wooden...

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The vermillion sunset has long dissipated 
Over the marine  persimmon horizon afar.
In the deep subterranean silence of...

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On my walk around the green meadow
in the sun splattered mesmeric mornings,
I used to see an old lady of the neighborhood,
sitting straight like a lone...

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Sam Ebenezer
a sad ol' geezer
was lamenting his shrinkage of late:
my worthless ding-a-ling
is a bell without ring
my manhood in diminishing state
 
From whence I salute
is thin...

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In open space free
Steel and glass enclosure
A small moving space confined
My possession of pride
Momentum propelled by young drive
A companion of trust.

The wingless bird
Tunneled timid air
Dust...

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Times when I felt my life is spent.
Should I yearn for happiness?
I feel I am like a towel
That absorbed too much.
Has it been washed
Far too...

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Driving past the couple 
I could see
They were heading my way
Expecting tea

Now anyone is welcome 
At my humble home
Except those two
Why have they come?

She clanks...

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A true poem of my own Mothers battle with Dementia.  You were the best Mother.

Twenty Five years ago this week you died. It was...

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A summer evening

The senile sun still
burned us with the foul intent 
Of its mid day  rage
But, lacking in bite, gave in
Quickly to the taunts...

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Inertia makes a monster of my
Self
I'm insatiable for making a 
Progress.
Move, don't just tell yourself
You will.
Set the rules, then transgress.
The rebel inside of you deserves
Respect.

You're...

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Senile and silly are the woes of sage.
Broken on the altar of age.
But the children care not,
They enjoy the silliness a lot.

No matter the weather,
I...

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"Franklin, why do you want such a fat, ugly bird?
Are you getting senile, or just being absurd?"

"Clearly, Mr. Adams, you are not being a friend.
My...

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I feel like my life is a clean slate
When I’m reaching out to you
I feel you lingering in my thoughts...
You stitched up my insecure frame...

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Innocently, I peeked outside of Eden's gate,
curious to the outcome of Adam and Eve's fate.
Shocked when I saw him wearing a large fig leaf,
a precursor...

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Time stood still with me
on aegean beach at tiffany twilight hours,
the senile sun sank in admiral splendor 
beyond  the lap of the lapis horizon,
the...

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