Menopause Poems - Poems about Menopause

My brain is fried like eggs hot flashes Equally I get cold not so passive Nothing really I can’t handle nope Onyx ceiling fan always blows so Pushing my buttons not as hard Ambition to play piano discard Unanimously I feel more free Simply because I no longer bleed Everyday I choose to be happy...

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I’m happy inside with applause Merrily close to menopause Even if I get warm like sun I’m so happy thinking soon it’ll be done No more killer cranberry cramps No more pressing pads like stamps No more birth control pills No more nausea and feeling ill So excited about the freeing of mind From worry of planting babies times That’s all...

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Hot then cold cold then hot Peri menopause is that all you got Frying my ovaries sunny side up Serve them with cheese to fertile love I get frisky then change my mind I’m like whisky or unnamed wine Not too ripe nor too young on vine Still a bit spicy for red valentine Looking inside I’m more mature I’ve learn to glide past...

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I invented a smile, when the water broke beneath the pain of labour, joy found a hold A gift, dearly worthy more than silver and gold I dreamt a variation of futures with colour Painting soft strokes on the canvas of prospects A distant future, seen through a microscopic scope of preconceived aspirations My doctor, my lawyer, my teacher,...

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Following in the footsteps of a life I wish I had To be somewhere To be someone To mean something To someone Following the mantra of a woman in despair Don't be alone Don't stay too long Don't get to care Don't hold on But each day that brushes past me stops briefly just for a moment, to wipe a tear from my cheek and...

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It's only October but I'm in despair So I'm writing to old St Nick My feet are up no care for my hair In bedroom feeling quite sea sick I know I'm very blessed today Even if it's normal pink pain Years roll on like a test of faith I STILL bleed like I'm cutting vein. I have to ask dear Santa Clause To...

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A Woman’s lot! Not yet 50 - well nearly - but not yet! But I would never have bet That this would be the year That would start to drive me to tears And night sweats….and brain fog That makes life at times a bit of a slog Now, who in their right mind would invent Menopause - someone obviously hell bent on wanting...

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I see dark light in the sun I will kick you in the boll#cks if you say ‘hey hun’ I don’t know, so don’t fu#king ask! My body seems to be in several parts Emotionally I’m an exploding star Don’t you dare tell me how you are I feel mad, I feel insane! Don’t push me or I will maim! I can’t feel...

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I wish to speak for the cause of women now in menopause. I once heard a man joke or may be it was just a poke. What really does this stage cause? Do men now look but yet they pause? I went thru it so long ago. It's just a natural ebb and flow. It causes some changes quite unknown. I think...

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Menopause uggg Adam was given work for his sin Eve was given the privilege to produce kin Never once was menopause mentioned Who created this invention? They say get an ablation, it’s the best thing since apple pie You’ll stop bleeding and you don’t have to try What they don’t tell you is, it doesn’t always work But heck, the...

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MENOPAUSE MOMENT It comes on uninvited and it does not make you excited Heart flutters ensue To an almighty hue Of crimson red Lighting up your face and head Next comes the tsunami of sweat Accompanied by an almighty dread Will...

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From birth to middle age Tell tale signs sending us into a rage Not knowing what to expect Slowly approaching wondering what comes next Hot flushes to mood swings I wish someone would have told me these things Trying to find a way to cope Visits to the doctor for a glimmer of hope Feelings of anxiety and despair Searching for remedies it’s so...

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We forced her into menopause well ahead of her time. Mother Nature’s prematurely changing and we’ll regret our crime. We cut off her tresses that once bushed across her land, polluted her oceans and soiled her golden sand. Moody and unpredictable her volcanic eruptions flows, fed a daily diet of plastics, pesticides and GMO’s. We sweated out her edges and turned...

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IS IT HOT IN HERE? I`m a physical, mental wreck, waiting for a beard I have no sense of time, I`m definitely weird. I`m peri-menopausal, go from blazing hot to cold, I have wrinkles, bags, am fat, and very very old. I sometimes find my my car keys in obscure places I often forget names, while remembering certain faces. I`m 50 shades...

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doing the chicken dance na na na na na...

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