Long Oldness Poems

X Continues Marking Many Spots
                        by Odin Roark

Anonymous living suits many,
gypsy fever...

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Drawn to his whistling we’d skip along that path,
Locked onto the shed’s old wireless; tinny and taught with his tune,
Dust waiting for our arrival by the door, yet 
Now you wouldn’t even know it was...

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I walk through the ages of a man seeing and experiencing the trials and pain of what it means to live,
Over and over I will love only one for the rest of my life,
Over and...

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-Toddler Sky-

Down where I sleep, 
You hold me, embrace my every way
The Marks up on my skin
You caress, taking away from the ugliness

Watching the simple breath, when I breathe
Breaking the ice, soothing my inner peace
A...

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Inevitable occurrence
Affirming life stage-permanence
Challenging wellness of its real consequence
Oldness evidently attacks, confronting my denial’s insistence…
Now, I must be ready midst time's persistence 
To face aging with joyous iridescence!

Undoubtedly obvious
Aging shows how life is precious
Prodding me...

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That was the day for the members, to gather in a room in the local library
The knitting club has one weekly day, past noontime to the evening session
That was the usual day for them to...

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Don’t cause the problems, give them a solution. 
The workers were hanging on electric boxes,
And diving in the heaps,
To search the words where files were burning,
And stretching off the mentality.

Nerves were tightening,
Muscles were pulled forward...

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Infection Sublime
                 by Odin Roark

with his lone return
on this New York street
in middy’s humid heat
he did see shutters closed
behind...

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There is a vast domain,
Grounded on a golden land;
There the immortals remain,
And those who in holiness stand.

Once I reminisce on the pure realm
Beyond the shadows peep
Where beings in white apparel swiftly touch
My sovereign bids me...

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My mirror shows me my dancing seventeen-year-old self
When I wanted to be called woman, frowning at the term girl
I am going to go roller blading today, I sing out to my husband
He has allowed himself...

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This world is beautiful place
This beautiful place with lass
With her sunset
Beautiful
When her sun raises
It's beautiful
And the moon in alight move
Is beautiful
Through out of her night
Is beautiful
The gleaming of her stars
And morning shines
Is beautiful
Her mood
As the...

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Time is too old
Space, the great emptiness, nothingness- too old all are
Amorphous, Shapeshifting, decaying to vanishing
This world, the solar system, the universe, galaxies- one to another
All are too old

This I, an existence from two biological...

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You are so beautiful..
That sparkling smile
That heart-wrecking tears
That bursting anger
That glowing idea
That sickening freight
That widened exclamation
That thrilling surprise
That skipping-heart crush
That spell-bound love
That out-of-world romance
That contagious humour
That loud laughter
That immunic sickness
That awesome childhood
That immature adolescence
That matured...

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Ever since the creation of mankind
Life has puzzled the human mind
Has anybody ever questioned its origin?
Poets, philosophers , sociologists are still behind the margin

The first man's companion were darkness and solitude
God created Eve to fight...

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"once i looked up to see
a woman join eternity,
an old woman,
so sick of oldness,
aloneness
lack of direction,
lack of hope,
lack of love,
lack of faith...
so tired 
of the pain
and the horror
of another day
decided today was
to be her last...

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Through trials and plans 
through darkest hour
into troubles and
peaks of the joys we devour

Where all is not finished 
until a life is complete:
friends tended, gardens mended,
homes built on unyielding stone

In the final days of a...

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Why living in darkness,
If you have the shine at your side?
What is this rag for?
this cloak of sadness
You have the wonderful cape.
of joy at your disposal?
Why do you live crying
final tears,
if life carries on,
liquid and...

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OLDNESS
Once I had freckles, now I have wrinkles.
Chalk it up to my oldness.
Once there was presence, replaced by flatulence
Oftentimes caused by my oldness.
 Many’s the time I wanted to rhyme
and pour out my feelings on...

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