Short Midlife Poems

midlife crisis 
her biological clock
starts ticking...

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Does he still think about me?




Midlife crisis anyone?...

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Inland mirror glance
Midlife soul, crisis pending
Journeys to fathom...

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Words perched on the tip
of the tongue not forthcoming
very frustrating......

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Running from what is really hurting you -while trying to find what takes the hurt away...

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Her voice it sooths
My untimely midlife blues
So far behind in
Keeping up with the Kardashians
It just seems
Reckless to talk about it
As her laughter ensues
All my life she renews...

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THE AIR BENEATH

passed the step-stool.
climbed high chair —
the air beneath
almost cheated me.
forgetful I am —
a causal effect
of midlife blindness.

Kim Rodrigues
12/27/2017...

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In your youth, a bit of a hellion
      Septuagenarian, begone rebellion
   
    In midlife, having gone green
      Please dismount that stallion

    Now as King, let your one cause be
      ~ Caring for humanity...

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Stuck in the middle
of one thing and another
I wait for something 
but nothing begins
I start it going
a crisis of my own
I like kids music
and pop TV
It's middle ground
between birth and death
Finally midlife comes to me...

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Just a Thought
2-27-2016

Life is a circle
That starts as a child
At 180 were at midlife.
And past being beguiled;

The further we travel 
We see places we’ve stood
And in nearing the end
 We return to childhood.


Old age returns us to the point where we started,
Childhood! 
...

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P     aranoia permeates, etching itself into your fractured face,
A     cacophony of constant pressure; life remains a stressful race,
N     othing to hope for, no positives like promotion in the workplace,
I      nability to love, relationships lift anchor and set sail without chase,
C     hildren crushing dreams under mortgages; age grows with disgrace
!!...

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I was once vivacious.
Now I walk with hunched back
And downcast eyes.
I was once outspoken.
Now uncertainty glues my mouth shut.
I was once a dancing daffodil.
Now I drag my feet just to leave the house.
Spring is leaving my eyes.
The blossoms in my heart
Are beginning to wither.
I pick up the fallen petals
To make a potpourri 
Out of my midlife....

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Some people change
At midlife age
Make peace w/ the past
For its not that
And the days never last
Forgot so much
On my journey (a poet)
Without much lament
For now, I have a good life
Like its heaven sent
When I was in it
There seemed no way out
So, I would scream + shout
At imaginary demons
But now my head is clear
And I’m thinking of you
My dear
...

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I gave up myself
to be you
I watched myself go
vaporize into the wisp
where dreams go and your life
dies
a hard death 
give up
its done
its over
yes
I can be you
i can be anyone
its the secret you find
midlife
when youve crossed the line
between
possiblity
and no chance in hell
so you might as well
sit on that barrel
on that porch and just
give it up...

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If I could count the years
 they remind me
 how easily they catch us
 unawares
 of the passage time.

Yesterday a teenager
 then a young adult
 and suddenly
 midlife
 slipping quickly.

Today
 a senior citizen
 retiring
 yet still
 looking back at the time passed.

Who counts the years
 wondering of tomorrow
 how soon
 they are gone
 and we are left only to look back....

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Beware the midlife crisis: 
It takes you by surprise 
after your 40th existential rise.
There is no remedy
to cure this dralody.
All you can do
is feel blue
and pout
day in and day out.

They say that life  begins at forty
but they are wrong
because not everyone 
starts looking for fun
in the birthday song. 
while dancing
and prancing
on the road from Trinity
to some infinity.
...

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As times have grown yet still unknown the boundaries of our excistance, we are all alone. From death to birth we remain on the earth to understand what our life is worth.  Midlife crisis, cuts and gashes, midnight sky curs, and turns to ashes. Is it a dream? Or is it a lie? From what I have built up, Im going to die.  Thinking grasps the loop of which reality sways, back and forth in our dreams confusing my days....

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The bright red convertible

 His midlife-crisis-mobile.

  Traded his faithful pick-up truck

 For newer wheels.

  Traded his faithful wife

  For not as new mistress.

 Changing his life , he said,

  Changing everyone elses too.

  Trying to recapture a youth

  He had only had in dreams.

  Bright red convertible.

  The midlife-crisis-mobile.

  He should be happy now

  But was he?...

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A two edged knife that deluges us 
With both the midlife and afterlife
Like a tempest, 
It sways us to ruination and obscurity 
Then hoists us to reclamation and lucidity
The circle of life!

It steers us through despair and hope
And leaves us in a state of mélange 
Where the failure to reset  once more
Becomes the anchor of our setback
And the attempt to reignite dead flames
Births the strength to thrive!

(C) PoeticLord...

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The overpouring raindrops, the incessant rain outside was telling me continuously,
She was a story to nay sayer
and he was a theme park to symbolic haifa.

Baha'i temple and a raincoat.
People get soaked there.
With theocracy, bureaucracy, faithfulness, faithlessness, midlife crisis and many more like all these.
We and the downpouring sounds outside, are a drawback, still
That heavenly sky is still a striker hand of an indoor game!...

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In the light of the life of things
in the night of this
Yeah Sunshine in the night of 
The life of things sing spring sunshine 
The light of this sunshine be the
Bliss that kiss the floral wish that is
sunshine in the
Midnight of things sunshine be
The midlife of things in the light
Of the life of things. 
Shines bright of things
Sunshine be the life of all 
These things sunshine 
BE THE LIFE.



VBR black panther!!
YOU KNOW ME  NOW!!...

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Dreams - dreamt all -
died dubious death;
I don't write sermons - nor
didactic pieces, my friends

Midlife demands much
Time is constraint
Friends those who enjoy leisure
For them, dreams are all meant

Dreams evaporate like vapours
In my scorching sunlit life
Those, quenching the thirst of nature
Problems play the fife

Still I dream to dream a dream
In this darkness, stars all scream
Despair spreads its drowsy veil
Dawning dreams still ring the bell

16.04.2017...

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