Long Pensioner Poems

The Waiting Room

The April weather shifted high to low,
Exposing those early clout casters
To the concluding bite of winter;
Footsteps full of foreboding
Trudge their last legs up the inclined driveway
To the Doctor’s old house.
A hotchpotch of chairs...

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Watching Television as any of
us does i asked myself this
question

How come our  current government regarding television advertisements targeting audiences is focused
on big corporation companies

Wishes or seeks to place such
high value on protecting children
from fast...

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Waiting for God….  until they are dead,
surprised every morning they rise from their bed.
Surely all pensioner knows it is time
to leave it to others, for their past their prime.

They’re up with the sun when...

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An Auld Scottish Matelot on Lockdown in Malta
 
The Maltese Government says we are not to go oot
 A mere doddle to us auld yins who have been aboot
Cod War, Falklands, Gulf War and more
Assume...

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Let me keep day dreaming
for I do my best thinking
when I'm not blinking
Like a child's toy my thoughts are spinning 
I float amongst the Stars
Big Dipper drinking
even when it feels like I'm sinking
Other worlds are...

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A pain I bear within my heart
Which only music can impart.
Unspoken it melts down the bone
And it burns the tongue if I moan;
Yet I complain once again.

The happy old days of my youth
The ill-natured, fools,...

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WHARFIE

Twenty years ago I drove a bus in 1970 day or night, 
For Brisbane council yes I drove blue panthers I'm no skite. 
To New Farm Wharf I drove a load of passengers alright 
But...

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Am old
Senior, single out
But aged in four dimensional
Chronological, time and matter does it matter
It's only a state of mind
And I live in the state of Christ
So my youth is fine

Without any intentions
Biological made of dirt...

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If the answer is to the question

So what did you do today

Is

I stole sweets off kid's

Pulled the wing's off butterflies

Kicked a walking stick away
from under a pensioner

& best of all

Tried to sabotage a poetry contest

Trolled...

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You are a hole in my head;
when I look inside, I see a dentist's drill 
grinding sweetly against my hippocampus
and it must have hit a tear duct by accident 
because when I wake, it has...

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A Pensioner
An octogenarian - he moved to the retirement home
which promised all-year sun, blue sky, and sedate sea.

A grey, balding, and stooped figure, 
his gait is far from firm as he walks.
Panoramic vistas, crushed-cardboard like...

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I'm giving up the life of lush 
for that of a lowly pensioner.
The wife is too, 
though to give her her due, 
I said that I wouldn't mention her.
I'm cutting my cloth accordingly, 
no more...

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Zealot of the crazy paving or pavement.
To the short-sighted pensioner a pointless pettifog.
Stoic though not reckless in staccato-like stride.
Cane waving in a fervent frosty, sweep.
Age is neither plight nor hindrance only skewed perception.
Rendez-vous in a...

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Broken people fill the in-between spaces:
Empty eyes, heavy treads, sorrow-filled faces.
Hearts blistered, burned; to ashes reduced.
Souls devoid of light, not by Fate amused.
A mother crippled by the loss of a child –
An addict craving a...

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Last year expired to sounds of Auld Lang Syne,
The bells of Christmas past are heard no more,
A 'New Year Toast' is raised with mulled red wine,
Before December bills come through the door. 

New resolutions made...

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Oh hello Mr burglar mate, ....
.When you come to visit me so late, ...
you'll think me old and weak . ....
I'm old and bowed and past my prime, ....
my hair's as white as snow. ...
You'll...

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What can it be if not ignited tension
Among retirees waiting for their pension
That weakly caters for their weekly ration
Their numerous legs, hundreds of suspension:
A carbon copy of the criminal’s in a police station.

Long, I’ve been...

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Sat on a bench in the park under the sun.
Shaded by an oak with the breeze soothing my skin.
Watching joggers, jogging, cyclist, cycling
I look at the goal posts inviting a shot.
The grass is green brown,...

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Pensioner

There are problems in the land and you are a pensioner,
austerity is like a sweat horse blanket that doesn’t dry.
Medicine old people needs are getting more expensive,
and come to think of it isn’t old folks...

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My bleary eyes delicately opened to the view
Of the cold, hard, unapologetic grey wall.
I’m in jail? Now the meet and greet. 
“Hey, is anyone else here a paedophile screwball?”

My black eyes opened to view the...

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Outside you can feel the freeze

Temperatures below zero degrees,

Dark the night, snow lays around

Like a blanket on the ground

White and glistening in the lamp light

Another piece of natures beautiful delight.

I feel its icey touch upon...

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Parroting me in monlogue,
my words had left deep lasting imapct,
they had sunk in like a titanic,
and were strewing wits in panic,
he was quite dishevelled,
body spoke for mind,
and both appeared in several binds,
I had spoken to...

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THE WINTER IS HERE,IT IS DULL AND COLD.
WE ALL THINK ABOUT OURSELVES,BUT WHAT ABOUT THE OLD.
SOME CANNOT AFFORD TO PUT ON THEIR HEATING.
NOW THATS NOT FUNNY WHEN IT IS COLD AND SLEIGHTING.
TRY TO SHOW PASSION...

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If you drive and use your mobile phone.

Someone you kill will not be going home.

It might be a child that you don't know

But your on you phone your reaction is slow

It might be a family...

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