Short Menopause Poems

Menopause hits you hard with vigor, and you slap others near who trigger....

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Sue lies in her bed
boy she’s feeling HOT HOT HOT
dratted menopause!

04~08~17...

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My mood has not been jolly,
nor has it been merry or bright.
If I go to bed and lay my head,
then maybe menopause won't bite!
...

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It’s a work day
And it’s my Birthday
All the fours
Male menopause
A Grade - A
Gray Day
Life’s not designed
To be kind
Never mind – eh!...

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Hormones will ignite menopause
So she'll start a fight without cause
She changes her mood
She hates favourite food
And answers to all, "Just because!"...

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                              doing the chicken dance
                 na na na na na na na  na na na na na na na
                                 hey hey hey goodbye







;),...

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Sue’s curvaceous body’s turned lumpy
Her clothes are so tight, she feels frumpy
She’s discovered the cause
It’s the darn menopause
Sue’s irritable and so grumpy!

12-19-17...

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Rapturous youth and tranquil prime, 
Withered with a weird dream!
Her gray hair and lusterless skin,
Fading from her eyes a resplendent shine, 

Her flabby shriveled breast, 
She walks with waddling and antalgic gait.
Alas! It's dusk of her womanhood,
It's menopause! A hush in solitude!!...

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My brain is fried like eggs hot flashes 
Equally I get cold not so passive 
Nothing really I can’t handle nope
Onyx ceiling fan always blows so
Pushing my buttons not as hard
Ambition to play piano discard
Unanimously I feel more free
Simply because I no longer bleed
Everyday I choose to be happy...

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38 years old
body breaking down
running out of breath chasing kids
arm going numb from dicipling
eyes tired from lack of sleep
boobs are sagging
ears only hear what they want to hear
hair thinning
arthritis in fingers
swollen belly from cooking too much
haven't reached menopause yet (can't wait)
legs won't move as fast as i want them too
what more could i ask for!...

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Her bedding’s a damp soggy sight
Kay’s bathed in sweat night after night
She’d discovered the cause
It’s the darned menopause
Now fifty the timings just right!

 

For Kay – happy 50th! ( I have never met this lady but was asked to help write 50th birthday poems for her ... I asked her friend for some info to work on and night sweats was one of the things I was told)

 

6/30/18...

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Casting over her face
A red patch of life displaced
Change is a thing we should grace
A run to the washroom to cool my face
Fire rose beneath my feet
Those anxious moments, rush calm to my retreat
And yes I will bare these womanly pains 
And it will help remind me from where I came 
No regrets need follow behind 
For this time in my life I will unwind 
   


This poem was written for any women entering the Change!...

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As a critical thinker,
The size of my fist,
The information maker,
Excepts a formative list.

Tools as variety,
Simple or exhaggerated,
The persuasive society,
Populars updated.

Celeberties, actors, and fame,
A standpoint to judge,
Some will play the game,
Others push; nudge.

Each are a phase,
Like a butterflies menopause,
Honesty will engage,
Setting back grateful flaws.

BE understanding OUR KNOWLEDGE is the size of a fist....

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I’m happy inside with applause 
Merrily close to menopause 
Even if I get warm like sun 
I’m so happy thinking soon it’ll be done 

No more killer cranberry cramps
No more pressing pads like stamps
No more birth control pills
No more nausea and feeling ill

So excited about the freeing of mind
From worry of planting babies times
That’s all over after menopause completes
Like a four leaf clover I am happy it’s nearing
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Sue’s bedclothes are soaking wet
She lies in a pool of hot sweat
Now what could be the cause …
Is it the menopause?
Her body won’t let her forget!

Sue's face gets bright red and flushed
She pretends it’s because she’s rushed
Her body is changing
She knows she is ageing -
But this subject mustn’t be discussed!



Written for a friend who is having these symptoms - Sue is not her real name!

5th October 2016...

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I sometimes sit and ponder why do all women’s problems all begin with men?
Menstruation, Menopause and Mental – oh don’t start me off on them
Any of those issues could quickly drive you round the bend
I’m grateful I have my hubby he will be with me to the end
The men in my life are wonderful I cherish them every day
But I’d dearly love to find one with hair that’s turning grey
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm that would make my day!

Jan Allison
16th June 2014...

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How sweet is mother nature
When you gotta go you gotta go

How sweet is mother nature
Can be slight to heavy flow

How sweet is mother nature
To reach out to me every month

How sweet is mother nature
Wll menopause ever come

How sweet is mother nature
does she have an attitude

How sweet is mother nature 
Can she stop us from being rude

How sweet is mother nature
As sweet as she can be

How sweet is mother nature
Sweet enough to make me...

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Hopscotch playing
Dragon slaying
Home alone staying
   Child of a broken home
Liquor sneaking
Porno peaking
Experimental tweaking
   Adolescent always stoned

Cigarette smoking
Eating then choking
Closet toking
   Average American whore
Cake baking 
Zoloft taking
Dinner making
   Wife and mother of 4

Empty nest
Did your best
Cheers to the rest
   Menopause is the answer
Constantly prying
Endless crying
Slowly dying
   Widowed grandmother with cancer...

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Oh Cupid! You still looking?  It’s me...
Where’s my dream man? You know...muscled he.
And some brains would be nice,
otherwise, no lice,
fumigating has caused allergy.

That stupid pig was NOT company.
He just grunted and rooted, you see.
Take that thing you call bow
and bring my man in tow.
Oh Cupid, where’s the love pin for me?

The lawn regrew from your fiery blaze.
I forgive you, the alcohol raze...
Ev’ry year, I’m older,
so Cupid, I’m bolder!
Justifiable, menopause phase!

Janet Vick...

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With its longevity as that of a man,
Free from its Earthly tether
The glance of its eyes chilled  the sun
Shadowing and altering wind.
Wings taller than trees
Talons toughed as rock
The peaks are its abode
With speed, its swoop and snatch
Soaring in strength
Shimmering cliffs that brightly shine
Maneuvering  menopause,
My name is Idi

                                                                               Awoh Awoh

*idi means eagle in Yoruba, a language spoken in South-West of Nigeria...

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