Fiftieth Poems - Poems about Fiftieth

Our three children have decided to surprise us. Two could. The third probably shouldn’t. Two do not mind mess. One is persnickety. I have not cleaned a room in over two years. I went on strike two March’s past When my husband brought home nine drum sets There was no floor space before. You can barely imagine it now. And a Marmaduke of a dog...

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Thinking back on my all White but One, all Right but One, classroom learning experience, I can see why many of my straight white male classmates, especially those with early varsity team excellence and above average grade point systems tipping toward future capital-valued employment might feel disappointed, sometimes angry, about what feels like insufficient lifetime affirmation, Hungering for more environmental messages: We are positive providers, a healthy addition to history, a wealthy...

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Congratulations! You've now lived a full half-century. I'll bet you're asking, "What's in store? What changes will I see?" As one well past her fiftieth, I know a thing or two. Sit back, relax, and listen up as I enlighten you. First, you'll become quite popular. Six times a month you'll see a letter from a stalker with the name AARP. Your inbox messages will urge you, "Buy...

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Welcome to the over-the-hill gang. We're so glad you're finally here. We know it's a wee bit scary knowing old age is near. It's now perfectly acceptable to be in bed before nine and of course it's time to substitute Geritol for wine. Feel free to bang your walking stick and scream at young people you see to turn down their blasted music before they go...

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jackolanturns grin atop rolls of dry fodder strains of music float all eyes watch the couple dance they see only each other ~//~ fine country setting whiffs of barbeque remain the chaffing dish warm old friends who now sipping wine reflect on their own journey ~//~ cake patiently waits two aged hands cut the first slice they sample with flare celebrating fifty years as each other’s only mate ~//~ quiet solitude the...

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