Retirement Prose Poetry Poems

I'm in love 
In the path of passion 
We care not where our sensual thoughts
Wander.

I'm telling everyone in heaven I'm in love.
A resounding explosion of...

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Grandpa Rabbit sat deeply down into his cozy afternoon chair.
What to read? He had so many selections. Would it be a mystery?
He loved biographies, autobiographies,...

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They had eight retirees
We were all excited
They put all of our names on the cake
Mine was the smallest
I figured they forgot me and had to...

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We live in a time where people crave for reward 
Always serving with their eyes wide open 
Or you can better say, 'eye service'
And that's...

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Zero to five. Can't say that I remember anything.
Five to seventeen.  School, work, play; see you later.
Seventeen to twenty-two. Working and going to college.
Twenty-two...

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time to get back to work
so get  alert
don't be a jerk
face the fact
time to get back
no longer summer clover
no more sunshine
VACATION
TIME IS OVER...

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some was under care
some sit and stare
no doudt
they came out
 it was music too soul pop hiphop
was food
  the party was cool
SERV 
cheese and...

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some was under care
some sit and stare
no doudt
they came out
 it was music too soul pop hiphop
was food
  the party was cool
SERV 
cheese and...

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Today I'll just watch
the passing scene
And attempt to absorb
And savor its strident vibe

Today I’ll just be:

A dispassionate observer
of the Human condition
Watching the game
from the side

Taking...

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They were loyal sisters.
The older
was also more fair,
prettier in an Original Barbie kind of way.

She had been sick
when her younger,
darker,
more tomboy sister
met and first desired
my...

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It's another Saturday night
ending this week
as started
alone again.

I came here
almost two years ago
to my retirement hermitage
but oddly,
and often uncomfortably,
shared with my hurt kids,
mental and physical...

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Just as honesty plants seeds of integrity
so too
vulnerability plants seeds of honesty.

My primary vocation
in this my gay grandfatherly retiring age
is to parent mindbody challenged adolescents
of...

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POEM 27 WIND VISION 


THE WINS DO BLOW THE AWAY THE 

CLOUDS TO FOR TO SEE.



IN THE CLOUDS I SEE WHAT 

WAITING FOR ME.



THE HOPE...

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Some one once told me the most valuable thing is a education because it, 

Something that no one could every take from you,

My dad was...

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BRIGHT TOMORROW                       ...

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