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Sarabande on reaching the age of eighty-five

Everything needs a rest- the machine - a  mirror-  an 
    astronomical chart or graph- a sometimes glass?. 
 Like the fun even though dynamo elsewhen or blue 
  or black- glee elsewhere or G- clamp?. 
 I tell you something is hither or thither elsewhere or how

Categories: eighty five, inspirational,
Form: Free verse

Micro Eighty Five

I could be persuaded to stay 
if you were persuaded to play 
me like you do that guitar…

Categories: eighty five, emotions, feelings, music,
Form: Free verse

When I'M Eighty Five

When I’m eighty-five

 Once upon a time, when I was sixty-five
my hair turned grey, bought hair dye. 
Blue rinsed looked like a stern teacher
of the type of women doing good work
among the poor.
She said she loved me, remembered
a song “when I’m sixty-five.”
We are old, take our love for granted
she calls me darling I call her

Categories: eighty five, absence, class, courage, creation,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Reaching Eighty-Five

Reaching eighty-five           

 All of a sudden I’m eighty-five
and start remembering of things past
and begin to think to relieve the burden for my children to bear
I begin to think and stare. 

An introduction to the roll of hospice
funeral arrangements, crypt for final justice 
mausoleum. plot,

Categories: eighty five, age, change, death, family,
Form: Lyric

Eighty Five Below

EIGHTY FIVE BELOW

flapping and gliding
underneath the Springtime clouds
eighty-five below

                ~ humans hawking up pollen

Categories: eighty five, bird, spring,
Form: Tanka