Long Getting old Poems

Tea in the afternoon with his wife of many years is usually peaceful, Hubert thinks before he makes his announcement. Then he says it. 

"I'm going upstairs," Hubert tells Ruth as he hoists himself out...

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“I do not know if he still lives in that cave or if he is even alive, but I can tell you where it is.  I have never shared this with anyone but Jessica,...

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Time 


Did we think that time would always there for us?
An infinite amount of time to use as we please.

Never counting time.....and never thinking it would end

Did we ever doubt that someday time would be...

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I have been reluctant to write this poem
Because I don't want to disappoint anyone
from going to heaven
I have been reluctant to write this poem
Because it has been a heavy burden
Yesterday  a little past noon
I...

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My appreciation Francis Crasto for allowing me to collaborate with you as your 'psychiatrist' on ‘A MAN UNDER STRESS’- A great sequel to your recent poem on your page ‘DIG DEEP’. 



Hello Francis, how are...

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Hey you out there 
Life hasn't been fair
I see you,
This is something true
On that street corner you stand
Need a hand
 This corner is important at this point of time in your life.
So much strife
Do you...

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Hey you out there 
Life hasn't been fair
I see you,
This is something true
On that street corner you stand
Need a hand
 This corner is important at this point of time in your life.
So much strife
Do you...

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Go...away…
It comes a low mumble but I mean it as a scream
lying here on this creaky carpeted wooden floor it seems
I'm not going to sleep for while, getting lost with my dreams
not like they love...

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Where have you been?
We stopped taxing investments in worker-owned cooperatives
decades ago.
They all have missions to do one or two of two possible things,
To recycle matter to highest use
with least carbon-based effort/loss of reinvestment values,
And to...

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"Election Edition"  posted 1 Nov 2020
politicians:      like diapers, need frequent changing (for the same reason)

debates are like steer horns      a couple points with lots...

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abuse, age, discrimination, health, introspection, lonely, old,

Customs To Getting Old  ©


There are very ingrained customs noted when getting old
Getting accustomed to old age is not one of them
One has to be blessed with 65...

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Can you stack your chunks of memory, like me 
In tiered stacks of stories... free to see? 

Woven from far time to now, in soft open volumes bound 
Waiting for thoughts lost, but Wow... now...

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In Sorrow and in Joy
(For my wife Barbara)
By Franklin Price
01/18/2022

I - Looking Back

I'm looking back on year just past in sorrow and in joy
Thinking of the future and the thoughts I should employ
More than two...

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Dear January.

I don't deny that there are days of beauty;
days of temperate tones and warm blue skies.
I don't think I'm confused; so allow me a bit of muse.

Perhaps it's me and my shortsightedness,
but when I'm...

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Joe.; Making friends can be Hard I'm told, with keeping them harder; than finding, where hens teeth are sold!

Andrea.. Maybe it's hype the bonding thing? Yet there seemed wot truth in listening
Joe..Specially when we're getting...

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Here I am looking at the sand
Here I am waiting on the man
Here I am standing up strong
Here I am  absorbing the consciousness
embedded in the heart of the faraway land
I am waiting for ...

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Demons Dancing On My Chest
By Angela C. Freeman
9/25/17
I am dying soon...you already know 
You need to leave...you need to go
The longer that you stick around
The harder my heart starts to pound 
It pounds out of...

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Allah...Do You Know Me?
By: Angela C. Freeman
Dedicated to: Allah and Amondo Michael Cole
10/2/2017

Are you my God...I need to know
I’ve been full of darkness and so much sorrow 
I had given up on life and love...

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ABOUT A LETTER 

I was cleaning and re-arranging my
Precious book-shelves,
A lot came down, a lot went back after dusting
Off, much of such
Dust, but one blue heavy book caught my attention,
I am not of those who...

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Bee ware


My first week’s pay!
What am I going to do!?
I have never had this much honey beefore!
First of all, I will go to,
The joke shop and get me those books I saw.
I could do with...

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TOMMY’S CHRISTMAS WISH

Tommy was a wee young boy,
And asked mommy to write and
Ask Santa for a special toy
Tommy was only four years old,
And lived with Mommy,
As his Daddy,
Brad, had gone to Canada,
To find a job,
The...

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Oh, Age, my wise counselor,
My faithful friend, my ally
From the moment, I was born at that specific year
You and I inseparable have remained throughout space and time
Holding always hands as years were parading before our...

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The Joys of Getting Older.

We may all be getting on a bit
But lets not forget for some more fortunate
 The joy of it

You don’t have to bounce up and down in bed no more
And when...

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In no particular order
England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland 
But together Great Britain

I have never been to Scotland.
Wales or Northern Ireland as well.
That’s because I’m getting old.
And I’m not well, I’m ill.
Yet what I see...

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 The spider and me… 	

The spider and me… 
In the garden that was called Garden of Love,
 I was flying with a silver feathered dove.
 I was dancing among a bunch of flowers,
 I...

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