Short Ageing Poems
Short Ageing Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ageing by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ageing by length and keyword.
Morning; I awake
with stiffness in my
lank legs.
Yesterdays long run
has taken its toll
on my
ungrateful, ageing
body.
a spice of madness-
flavours genius
as in ageing bodies-
adolescence lives on
Autumn
Golden companion
To the swiftly ageing year,
Herald of Winter.
Barry Stebbings
25/04/2016
Staring at frayed picture of yesteryear
An old man lives with strangers
His caring son and wife
Date
Sept9 2016
Contest Kimo
10, 7 6
There are tulips in the gutter
perfect blooms,
destined for dinner with a friend,
they were meant for the table
but alas she was unable to attend
Derelict now cold
Mossed stones in sporadic spill
Ageing arms out spread
They, competing for the light
Sadly, both succumb to time
.
Mick Jagger
Mick Jagger has two rubber lips,
His body is made of elastic,
Swivel and swerve those ageing hips,
Replaced from recycled plastic.
KS 13/9/18
Wildlife 49
An ageing yet droll cockatiel,
Had plumage a bit down at heel,
He performed a sad song,
And the flock sang along,
For they knew his rendition was real!
creaking bones, a reality
death, inevitability
yet our heart’s blissful attitude
reflects prayerful fortitude
flowing in geniality
23-April-2022
Invercargill New Zealand 1905
still life now ageing
suspended on a brick wall
no names of value...
polished up the frame glitters
soon in meltdown for its gold.
© Harry J Horsman 2019
75 he sits in the park
He feeds the birds
says hello to passers bye
But no one stops to look him in the eye
With ageing bones and a broken dialog, he’ll
Be back tomorrow sitting in the park
He hides under a table,
afraid of meeting ageing,
illness, war, black magic……
He clings to the comfort
of his solitudeness;
“death might be near”,
he whispers with a shiver
in his heart.
Orange, black, and white
Keep it pulled down tight.
Sits on my head with pride
Taking care of my uncombed hair
Ageing with daily wear
Threaded with the letters OSU
Eskimo Joe wears one too.
sensing age related decline
life journey as God does assign
let not God-connect zeal reduce
be joyous as bliss throbs seduce
even as love for love does pine
13-March-2022
Oh Lena, you set my heart on fire,
When I see you think of you,
What eternal power you hide,
What other men will feel I cannot inside,
Fire in my heart this winter,
To warm an ageing poet,
Whilst the snow falls.
Form:
I bid farewell to
the brash carnival of youth
and await the peace
that follows on from mellow
age for all who earn that gift.
Jenish Somadas - sponsor
Let the pens flow... Tanka competition
02/22/20
Wise Old Men
Two old drinking buddies,
Reflected upon their past,
Till one of them asked,
Why's it taken so long,
For us to realise,
We don't need alcohol,
To have such a blast!
@Andrew Carnegie, Ageing in Wiltshire, 14th Jan 2017.
Wise Old Men
Two old drinking buddies,
Reflected upon their past,
Till one of them asked,
Why's it taken so long,
For us to realise,
We don't need alcohol,
To have such a blast!
@Andrew Carnegie, Ageing in Wiltshire, 14th Jan 2017.
It's not so bad, I say,
Part of our ride today,
Health and mobility our stage,
To this golden age,
Wake up to say,
"Let's get positive, yah!"
Old power chaps and miss
You have so got this,
No need, negative blip,
Ageing process is our trip!
I was raised in sea of defiance
and yet my Zephyr has lost its realm
I am ungrained in all colour
lost in a rattled cage
and ageing fast
Speaking in tounges
I have seen your everyday jamboree
Although the seasons were roughshod
did we not heed too
I was raised in sea of defiance
and my tired Zephyr has lost its sound
I have lost all colour
I am lost in a rattled cage
and ageing fast
Speaking in tounges
I have seen your everyday jamboree
Although the seasons were roughshod
did we not bleed too
Weak in, just poor at
that is your suferring hand
with eastern meal syllables
Dear flower ageing
That is your suferring sight
Seeing a chore to collect
Palm is company
That is your suferring bond
Or is it fair grass instead
(5 7 7 0 5 7 7 0 5 7 7)
It is now the end of your life
Your life was filled with wonder and happiness
Your only wish is that it did not have to end
It is a peculiar thing aging
You start with almost no knowledge
You leave with the knowledge that you can never understand everything.
Form:
Ageing means no turning back the clock
And the road ahead is an uncertain path
Upside is you can drive a chair that rock
Shriek streak freak rambling psychopath
Reedited: 2:27 p.m.
4/1/2021
Florida
USA
Stages of Life.
Egg and bacon
Beans and deep fried bread
Breakfast
Beans on toast
The bacon disappears first
Then the slices of
Fried bread and toast
No more beans
One slice of bread no butter
Sugar- free marmalade
Caffeine free coffee
No more said about ageing