Long Old timers Poems

The Square Root of Beiruit 
 
Ten men bending while theyre pretending to be near the ending
A capitalist nightmare glares like rotten fruit
The squate root of Beiruit
No it isn’t fair, so they’ll start to loot
 
The soldiers are...

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Virgil comes to group therapy every week in his pick-up truck with his dog, Buster, standing in the bed of the truck. The sessions are held for veterans of Korea and Vietnam. Quite a few...

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Walking down Main Street


As the rain pours down and all the people are indoors,
I walk down Main Street, under my umbrella, alone with the world.
The moon is full, the air is cold,
But I am at...

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We'd been travelling through the night and we needed a rest
The unmerciful sun was now rising above a red rocky crest
We headed for a large boulder that offered plenty of shade
Jenna was getting sick and...

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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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Remember the innocent days of youth 
Our smiles would brighten up the evening sky
When we believed in honesty and truth 
And swore we were never going to die 
Dancing happily across life's green fields 
Feeling...

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Remembering Mrs. Sully always makes my face break out into smiling mode.
Her face was as craggy as a grave, there was an aluminum tooth on the left.
When she smiled, it gleamed with pure happiness, making...

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This is the story of two all-time great baseball pitchers who are both in the Hall-of-Fame. So, the story goes like this. Last week the old-timers both well into their nineties, were out together at...

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They come from a different era
where patriotism is a just cause
they would fight for the true blue
never mind who was right or wrong

they stood staunch and egos proud
their chest out, backs straight and chins up
they...

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Recollections of childhood
when life was simplistic,
brings to memory, days 
filled of toilsome work
and long hours.
Yet in its own way, bestows
feelings of warmth, safety 
and at given times, even
conceived to be glitzy, 
shimmery.

Children, courteous
and respectful
executing daily...

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No one seemed to take much note at first.
Old-timers on park benches passed a comment or two,
Somebody wrote a letter to the local rag,
but no one (who mattered, that is)
really seemed to mind.
Of course, you...

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My muse stopped by today
He knew he’d find me home
With this current virus
I seldom outside roam

The Governor’s making changes
Things are freeing up a bit
I sense with all this “freedom
Corona deaths may take a hit.

So many...

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Silicon city
That pulsates,
Both day and night,
The Tech Capital
And the sky, veiled
With urban haze
And dense, sprawling cityscape.

Grey city of its
Gridlocked roads
Surrounded by
Towering skyscrapers
Inspiring
The coder
And the entrepreneur.

Glass city
Of its
Modern offices
And its apartments
Compact and sleek,
New and bold,
A striking,...

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This Climate Change
By Roy Merritt

Winter’s shroud arrives earlier each year
Mountains of beauty to inspire and revere
Beauty yes, but wanton, exceedingly cruel 
A beautiful veil, pale, and deceiving the fool
Its voice whispers and howls, frigid its...

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Amazing acrobats astound awe-stricken audiences.  Amy always asks about acts already arranged.

Bouncing bears balance beach balls.  Bobby Bear bicycled behind Betsy Bear.

Crazy clowns crash carelessly.  Carousels circle clockwise.

Daring demonstrations dazzle dazed dreamers....

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Poet: Ken Jordan  (Story)
Story: Old Smoky Number 9
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: November/2012

There's a mystic breeze softly 
flowing down a  dirt road not 
far from where I live.  In a way, 
it's very spiritual to see...

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As the days become shorter and cooler,
   And my age climbs a little farther up the ruler.
Life has taken on a new and wonderful meaning.
   I’ve finally reached a point in...

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I’m already ahead and stirring before that fiery Sunrise appears every single morning.
I'm quickly catching up to my own waiting for the breaking of this phenomenal day.
My coffee will be in my hand right when...

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A - rresting beneath dancing fingered fronds palming zephyr's touch.
B - each building sand castles throughout dawning sunlight.
C - rumbling granules of fate in the noonday sun.
D - esigns creating a new look ashore.
E -...

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The poker game wuz progressin' purty well 'til Iron Mike started a ruckus!
Seems he had some spare aces up his sleeve, that dirty, sneaky cuss!
One-Eyed Pete didn't cotton to them shenanigans and drew his forty-four!
Iron...

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Rainy deluge
Wetness clouds;
Moody day

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Sitting still
Thoughts subside;
Just being

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Stray stopover
Fluffy white snow;
Harsh elements

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Death configures
Body at rest;
Time cut short

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Snowy cascade
Fluffy feel;
Freezing here

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Old-timers
Strolling hand-in-hand;
Lifetime of love

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Brisk snowfall
Wild swirls here;
White splashes

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Wet departure
Goodbye kiss;
Sad glimpses

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Cold winds blow
Misty wild;
Wintry beauty

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Old hands clutch
Strolling...

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I met a woman, fell in love
She was a gift from above
Soon she became my spouse
We gathered things and set up house.

Some things were new without a flaw
Some were hand me downs from Ma and...

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The Cider Gum (Eucalyptus Gunnii)

By 

Kevin L Fairbrother

The full Moon ablaze in the night sky

Beams down on the dead and dying Cider Gums

Their ghostly silhouettes, so white and stark

Now just a reminder of the past

…

The...

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There often is found, in many little towns,
A place where old-timers still gather around.
Not only old-timers, but “youngsters”, as well,
Especially on Sundays, they “stay for a spell.”

Some would argue, and say to you,
It’s because there’s...

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Yesterday, I happened upon a quaint, old-time country store.
I felt I was reliving my youth as I trod its squeaky wooden floor!
The sights and smells were familiar when I entered the door.
Memories flooded my soul...

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