Old Woman Poems - Poems about Old Woman

amble waddle search she strains at her walker prowling the home's halls shoe on one foot bare on the other in an other worldly time her soft footed tracks are marred with circumstance "where is my shoe?" she wails a quagmire to be free of wanting...Read the rest...

Nestled in her old chair- world outside her window and indoor plants, a sign of life- she knits. Fingers work their magic- grant her moments purpose; then reminiscing years gone by- tears flow. ...Read the rest...

I opened a workshop of living it takes care of the city's sorrows, makes you tear up traffic tickets, miss appointments, climb a tree and curse authority. Just yesterday an old lady came. She suffers from not knowing how to...Read the rest...

At this trembling staggering age, Dear deprived mother of, I don't know whom, Struggling to survive, And might be survival of, Someone, older than you… Vending toys, ball-pens, Sun-screens and all and sundry, Carrying all on your Worn out shoulders...Read the rest...

She leaned on her stick like the Tower of Pisa Her bones, porous and brittle, might break any day She’s all alone, her husband dead and gone Her only son, years before, shot down by a gun Sombre shadows...Read the rest...

DECAYING HOUSE Old lady living in old building. Doors with rusty latches, windowpane ...Read the rest...

Lotus, a name given to her. Someone highly beautiful, the crowd would run to see her. Astonished by her talent, her movements were something new. She was a rare form. for her dance was not like the others. The Nile, her...Read the rest...

ON THE SAME PAGE Should there ever be reason we ended up on the same page I would take an eraser to make sure we never again engaged (*-* ) <---- that’s my snooty face - ha...Read the rest...

A poem penned in '61; loved by all, a favourite of mine Performed by Bella, my sweetest grandchild, when at the tender age of nine Draped head to toe in a purple shawl, with a...Read the rest...

The vines stretched up the sides of her house from behind the hedges, neatly trimmed she'd been on that corner a long, long time six decades before her eyesight dimmed The concrete steps through puddingstone walls that one would climb...Read the rest...

I love you. I certainly do. You are great. A 10 you do rate. I am as proud as punch You're as tasty as lunch. Oh, no, I have not actively been avoiding you. That is nothing that I would...Read the rest...

When I was young I could cut three holes to wear a black garbage bag as a mini-skirt over torn fishnet pantyhose, with fishhooks in my ears, and I was totally-totally fashionable. I do it now...Read the rest...

February is her enchanted month a time of birthday songs and refrains, when an added year is but a number so, what is her secret dream for today? Whipping pasta and cake on a quiet evening, strains of ‘Moonlight Serenade’...Read the rest...

The old women As a white candle In a holy place, So is the beauty As an angel aged face. As the radiance Of the winter sun, So is a woman With her travail done. Her brood gone from her, And her...Read the rest...

My neighbor, right next door, is an odd lady, she is very old, sweet but seems quite lonely. I am often invited for...Read the rest...