Age Old Poems

pepperishly 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...

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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...

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You 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...

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It 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...

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It'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...

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Who 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...

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Rat a tat tat..from the off…doff my hat to that.. rare..great hair and flair pair…the cool cat and crazy cat..

Teasing twang…of the Pant and anti...

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when I was young, I remember hearing people say
all old people want to talk about is their bowel movements
Now that I am old
that’s all I...

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Fading away as the days
dwindle down to a dismal few
I'm still grinning
what more can I do
my head's spinning
eyes dimming hair thinning
but if the devil's in...

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we are all drones on the freeway today
hardly any excitement this side of the bay
then two crazy racing drivers head our way
They whip past me,...

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I'm really much too young to get old
Something's drastically out of whack
I'm still this handsome, charismatic stud
Why's my body giving me flack?

A strange bump just...

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after "Do not go gentle into that good night", by Dylan Thomas

Age can not scour away the furrowed gnarls time obeyed,
Nor mask the snarls, gouged...

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It is a dreary day and my feet don’t work
I sit alone feeling like a kind of jerk
when young I could have run circles around...

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It seems that I am getting old and grey,
my body's also slowing down its pace.
But, I've still much to do, and much to say.

It seems...

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I’m waiting for a genius
At the Apple store today
Where most customers are younger,
Knowing all will be okay.

At the counter, though, a woman
Who looks older than...

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