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Senility Poems

Embarrassment Cleanup

Embarrassing, so embarrassing, what will I do? 
The things I've done my whole life through!
I'll reverse the hairdryer and vacuum them up.
I'll mix them with the dog food and feed it to the pup.  

What a mess, oh, what a mess, I reversed the flow.
Embarrassing things now float around like snow.  
I pray

Categories: senility, age, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Sanguine Senility


Eventide drizzle,
dainty ballerina
dances with tinsels 
of molten rainbow,
captured by twilight
transient, 
descends with rhythm
of cosmic ballet 
at the ebony edge  
of the onyx night,
the squashed sordid sky
enwrapped embellished,
waits to unfurl 
rain-rinsed petals
with aurora of afflatus
to embroider
with lattice of luminance 
the halcyon horizon,
splendorous.
	
Juvenile smile,
sparkling sapphire
of innate innocence 
configured intrinsic,
cascades as cheerful stream
in verdant valley 
of fleeting

Categories: senility, analogy, innocence, rain, smile,
Form: Free verse

Childhood

                                          All is not lost

Categories: senility, childhood,
Form: Free verse

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Ability To Have Virility and Senility

Horn Haiku for the Day

have ability
demonstrate virility
then senility

conflict must tackle
did become a debacle
was a whole sack full

we had to demand
unless we will understand
are sure to disband

when we will arrive
on time are sure to survive
did remain alive

Categories: senility, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku

Senility

Through her filmy eyes, 
scanning the daylight hues, 
wary of what lies in wait around the corner 
or what might slip up behind a lean back. 
The icy freeze that racks her  body 
down below weakened spine, 
causes her to search frantically 
for unseen glow in the faces around ;
while she struggles to remember
exactly

Categories: senility, age,
Form: Verse

The Alzheimers Letter

Last week in paper I see story old nuns some die with Alzheimer in head, others still jolly old gals think good sharp things, making jokes Bishop's small dick, like that. Turns out ones who get Alzheimer cannot write good sentence structure when teenagers before they nuns. They write essays about "Why I want be

Categories: senility, death, humor, inspirational, memory,
Form: Prose Poetry

Senility Prayer

SENILITY PRAYER

God, grant that my eyes 
Though growing dim now
Still help me get around somehow

And though my pate 
Is beginning to show
A toupee will cover it up I know

My gait has grown slow 
And a little shaky too
But I can still dance a jig or two

My hearing is almost totally gone
And a chill has crept
Into

Categories: senility, christian, inspirational,
Form: Rhyme

October Senility

Autumn glides away, 
Naked boughs stare at their clothes
Welt'ring in the clay. 

O hear! The cherry's cry, 
Her wail does ooze up the earth
Till stifled to die.

Categories: senility, autumn, october,
Form: Haiku

Strange and Silly Senility

Sometimes I am in denial
I'm starting to go senile
Forgetting things more and more
My minds closing up its door
My kids and hubby have a laugh
Having fun on my behalf
Turning it into a game
To lessen my fear and shame
There's no chance I'll be improving
They keep me happy with amusing
Stories of my grand adventures
Like forgetting my new dentures
In

Categories: senility, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Senility

My aunt remembers details
From her life so long ago,
Yet ask her what she had for lunch
And she'll say, "I don't know."

She knew her old address and all
The neighbors who lived near.
Her memory from eighty years ago
Was crystal clear.

Yet she could not recall the fact
She'd talked about her youth,
Repeating stories umpteen times - 
Believe me, that's

Categories: senility, family, time, time,
Form: Rhyme

Senility

Senility

The mumblings of day’s gone bye
A living memory of a life ending
Unable to recapture the joy of time and place
The meanderings of a mind wandering,
Through labyrinths of jumbled memories.
The treasures of a lifetime soon exposed;
Silent, tolerant nods, as heads turn away
Not understanding the inner cry for recognition
A life well spent, vulnerable now to senility and

Categories: senility, time, life, life, time,
Form: Free verse