activity director at an old folks homepepperishly lively
she brought the party
activity director
better than Vitamin B
Grumpy ones pretended not to like her
But the light in their eyes
unveiled their truth
And they were the eager ones
Watching the doorway on Tuesdays at two o’clock...
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Categories:
old, age,
Form: Free verse
Body Language
Putting my best foot forward
shoulder to the wheel
nose to the grindstone
my Achilles heel
while sticking my neck out
I soon found
as
with my eye on the ball
ear to the ground
when I put my back into it
not with tongue in cheek
but to keep my chin up
heard joints creak
the onset of old age memory loss
an early taste
for in the end...
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Categories:
old, age, body, fun, humor,
Form: Rhyme
OLD FRUITYou are getting on, old fruit
Too obese to wear your new suit
Your face resembles a wrinkled prune
Old age is showing on you too soon,
What has happened to your lustrous hair
Your scalp is shiny and noticeably bare
Your jowls are hanging lower than your chin
My word, I cannot believe what a state you're in
Shoulders that were broad...
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Categories:
old, 10th grade,
Form: Rhyme
A Minor Act of Weather
Now and then, quietly without notice,
Time adjusts its spectacles—
Peers through a fogged pane of recall
Where particulars, once urgent, dissolve.
If now and then you find rain in your heart,
be assured it is scheduled—
a punctual drizzle of consequence,
not passion, but the persistence of memory
in its bureaucratic overcoat.
It’s all because of you,
the file states plainly:
signed in duplicate, sealed...
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Categories:
introspection, memory, old, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
It Never Gets OldIt Never Gets Old
We do;
It doesn't.
The caring that fills the deep dark
The warmth that flows
From self to self
The deep, dear chains of love
Forged from a lifetime's memories;
It never gets old.
The march of our little history
Revolving with the cogs of other histories
Themselves moving other, ever greater histories
Never gets old.
From endings emanate new beginnings
Change is constant,
Yet...
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Categories:
old, age, life, true love,
Form: Free verse
Rethinking an old Slogan
An apple a day keeps the doctor away
is an old slogan still believed to this day.
But surely a blunder, at the least a mistake
given a bite of apple the first woman ate
and plunged a promised paradise to doom
turning a garden into an emergency room.
...
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Categories:
old, humor,
Form: Light Verse
i know i'm late, so here's a picnic basket to make up for itThere is something so
sad about fireworks.
They're so flashy,
pretty, and exciting,
but as they fade it
makes you feel sort
of lonely.
Afterall, they're
nothing more than
a semi-permanent
spark intended to
entertain for a
semi-permanent
moment.
The people that
come into our lives
are a lot like the
fireworks:
flashy, pretty,
exciting.
Then
we...
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Categories:
old, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
All Of The Little Things Our Little Brains Remember For A Short Little WhileIsn’t it odd?
All of the little things
that remain in our
little brains?
One day, you’ll
be walking down the
street, just minding your
own business, when suddenly
you’ll stop.
A sight,
A sound,
A scent,
A memory,
Something you have
never seen, heard, smelt,
or even experienced before
will catch your incomplete attention
so completely.
And send you to
the most magical of
places.
Something from your
childhood,
Something from the
small town you drove through
last autumn.
Something...
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Categories:
old, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
The Old White BoyHe shows his colors
no brain, no hair
just the disease
of old fashioned hate
the KKK his organism
a tattoo
that now only says k
shrunk stutter
...
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Categories:
old, evil, racism,
Form: Free verse
bamboozled the old guy
Categories:
old, woman,
Form: Senryu
In an old book, with torn pages, my soul navigates through labyrinths of dreamsIn an old book, with torn pages, my soul navigates through labyrinths of dreams,
seeking the hidden story in the silence between the lines, where words were never written,
I try to fill the gaps with the silence of stars dancing on the sky of oblivion,
believing I understand the story that flows like an unseen river through...
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Categories:
old, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Growing old is not for the faint of heartIt's not at all easy to come to term
with this 'new' old version of me.
I'm dealing with a sadly sagging anatomy
where what-used-to-be is now not-quite-so-firm.
I'm dumbstruck by the person in the mirror.
I have to have 'the' chat again and again
to scatter the chatter from my brain
and help me focus to see things clearer.
At least I'm...
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Categories:
old, age, body, change, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
Every morning I open my soul like an old bookEvery morning I open my soul like an old book,
where verses stretch wings of light over sleeping dreams,
poetry is a spell that turns my thoughts into golden butterflies,
dancing through air laden with mysteries and hidden desires.
I feel words flowing through my veins like a river of stars,
illuminating the forgotten realms of my heart in secret,
and...
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Categories:
old, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
I AM TWO PEOPLEWho am I
I sometimes wonder
Yesterday I was young
Today I am old
In May I was a social butterfly
Come July I crave solitude
One year I am smart
The next my thinking is muddled
What happened to me
From one moment to the next
Did my brain suddenly die
Has my body given up
Where did I go
Am I two people
Or one?
I still catch...
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Categories:
old, age, change, feelings, identity,
Form: Free verse
Old Mistersilent oak tree sentinel guards my yard
I call him Old Mister
he drops acorns that try to grow new oak trees
they land in a cinder piles, planting themselves
In a few weeks tiny oak leaves form.
If you gently pull them out of the cinders
You will see a tiny oak tree growing out of an acorn.
I pulled twenty...
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Categories:
old, tree,
Form: Free verse
Specific Types of Old Poems
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age, beautiful, christmas, classic, death, depression, friendship, getting, humanity, life, love, nature,
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