Short Aged(A) Poems
Short Aged(A) Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Aged(A) by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Aged(A) by length and keyword.
Time's Changing Face
one of the wee folk
a munchkin
lands in my lap
stands on his nose
then takes a nap
he sighs
I reflect
he's aged a bit
last time, no nap
his face shone, sunlit...
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Categories:
aged(a), fantasy, light, time,
Form:
Rhyme
Death With Dignity
There is no such thing as death with dignity.
Whether one has been born for a few moments or aged a century,
when the body shuts down, it's never pretty.
One can only live with dignity....
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Categories:
aged(a), death,
Form:
Rhyme
He Is Eighty Six Now
He is an old man now
Eighty-six in 2022.
He has not aged a day though.
He is drawn the same, only better.
We recognize his red cape and red boots.
His shiny tight-fitting suit shows off his pecs.
He has the handsome squared jaw we have always seen.
And those blue eyes! Eighty-six, really Superman?...
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Categories:
aged(a), 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 6th
Form:
Free verse
Le Chemin De Fer - With Apologies To Edouard Manet
Victorine, with your back to the fence,
A sleeping puppy and a book in your lap,
Looking respectable, prim and demure.
Is that what they call a shirtwaist dress?
I wouldn’t know, but the last time I saw you,
You wore nothing but slippers, a gold bracelet,
And a ribbon around your neck.
You’ve not aged a day. I wish you well
And hope the scandal you stirred
Was worth the price of immortality,
Or at least a few month’s rent....
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Categories:
aged(a), art,
Form:
Blank verse
Memories
Memories come...and then they go
like waves that brush the shore
Precious moments shared with you
that leave me wanting more...
I still can feel what I felt then
the passions of our time
A raging fire that burned so bright
and visions so sublime...
Your face displayed within my mind
you never turn away
The image of the one I loved
you haven't aged a day...
Come to me sweet memories
oh please do not delay
Touch my soul another time
and hold me close me today......
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Categories:
aged(a), lost love, sad love, soulmate,
Form:
Quatrain
Quarks
Where my head is my mind’s not there
Might as well be in my knees
Quarks and quasars supercollide
In never-ending demented searches
I move in and out so easily
Now that I know where the between is
Experience memory fantasy
Doesn’t matter anyway
Grade school names not heard in years
Father John hasn’t aged a day
It’s just a speaker and a body here
In a metaphorical quandary
Music and I don’t take up space
We make each other real
April 19, 2020...
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Categories:
aged(a), fantasy, introspection, memory, metaphor, music,
Form:
Free verse