Limbo
Hunched over and holding a Zimmer frame
Limbo
Waiting for a call that is never - ever going to come
Limbo
The day draws nearer as the blinds on the window begin to shut sealed
Limbo
That's what they call it, hanging on every single word and action
Limbo
Bend over backwards. Don't bother in even trying. You're bent over now.
Limbo
Pull that duvet and run a bath and play some music
Limbo
Don't listen, just watch. Watch my lips move up and down in slow motion to the rhythm of this beat
Limbo
Don't bother in even trying. It is all done now. It has already gone by and it is told and told to whoever passes you by
Limbo
Categories:
zimmer frame, absence, allusion, angst, anxiety,
Form: I do not know?
Though curved like a question mark,
she walks without a Zimmer frame.
Will she ever veer from
the narrow,
nonsensical
dirt road?
She earns,
mopping, scrubbing, laundering, and currying.
She’s often gifted with
rice, tea powder, jaggery, sari, soap,
and so on.
Thanks to the munificence
of her mistress.
She saves and stores,
living in parsimonious penury.
She loses her delicious delights
in spending tension.
A schlock existence –
everything safely decays in her store.
There’s certainly a spark of work
(even at the dog-end)
of her life.
But when will she live on the earth?
First published in Native Skin, and then reprinted in The Literary Hatchet
Categories:
zimmer frame, life,
Form: Free verse
We say goodbye to Thomas Moore
Whose diligence raised funds galore.
This national hero rose to fame
Whilst pacing with his zimmer frame.
26.01.2022
Categories:
zimmer frame, hero,
Form: Epitaph
The Gardener
She’s twenty-three and he’s eighty-six
He walks with a Zimmer, she watches Netflix
He has a mansion and a Maserati car
She has her diamonds and uplifting bra
They have a gardener, Chatterley like
He calls her miss, she calls him Mike
The Zimmer frame plods, slow to react
The house has a mystery, lover’s pact.
She shops online for all she desires
Mike cuts the wood, mends fences, builds fires
The Zimmer makes its way until out of sight
She fills up with chocolate, champagne and sprite
Mike is now naked stripped to the bone
The Zimmer appears a long way from home
The Gardener obliges and helps him undress
Kissing together out of sight of the press
She buys designer clothes, Armani, Dior
He is quite happy when she asks for more
The paperazzi claim, she’s dug up her gold!
Zimmer loves the gardener his story’s untold.
David Cox 17/06/20
Categories:
zimmer frame, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Ballad
FINDING LOVE IS NOT AS EASY AS ABB
It’s hard to find love in your twilight years
I've got a blue rinse,
but still seek a prince!
It’s hard to find love when you’re past your best
I’ve got aches and pains,
and varicose veins!
It’s hard to find love in this small care home
All the men are old,
doddery or bald!
It’s hard to find love with few men around
Had my eyes on Heath,
he had his own teeth!
It's hard to find love when choices are slim
Ted is such a hunk,
sadly he's a monk!
It’s hard to find love as I walk so slow
From my zimmer frame,
I shout out his name!
It’s hard to find love, when men don’t respond
I’ve lived here a year,
perhaps they can’t hear!
In time I found love, my children went mad
My husband’s named Bill -
cut kids out my will!
As Easy as ABB
Sponsor Nina Parmenter
12/30/18
Categories:
zimmer frame, age, humorous, love,
Form: Rhyme
Do not mock the Zimmer frame
Do not mock the Zimmer frame and those crutches two.
As both of them are useful, they are, I’m telling you.
Had I a Zimmer frame, a few months ago.
My dead leg would not have let me down.
It really would not have you know.
Then have this blinking broken leg, I would not, you know.
Now my transport’s joined me, needs a new clutch, you see.
That will break the back of me, I mean that money-mentory.
So if you have any to spare, please send some to me!
Better still, buy a book or two.
So words I wrote can entertain you.
Or better still, you could send them, to someone you don’t like.
Of course send them anonymously to those friends, that you do not like!
Otherwise to make them laugh, let them know who you are.
And later they might do the same to you.
As would know where my books are.
And that’s all here, I’ll say to you.
About my Zimmer frames and crutches two.
PS. Now my wheelchair’s front left wheel wobbles at slow speeds of course.
Categories:
zimmer frame, best friend, funny, writing,
Form: Dramatic Verse
What are these on my nose?
They're also hooked on my ears,
Oh of course it's my glasses,
So I can see things near.
What's that creaking noise?
It sounds like rusty hinges,
Oh of course it's my aching bones,
Time for steroid filled syringes.
What's that in the corner?
It's made of cold hard steel
Oh of course it's my Zimmer frame,
This old age thing is real.
What's that on my bedside cabinet?
There at nights mainly,
Oh, of course it's my teeth,
Grinning at me insanely.
When did all this happen?
I only blinked my eyes,
Now I have wrinkles,
I look like I'm in disguise.
What use is wisdom?
When you're too knackered to care,
Yes, I'm going grey,
But at least I've still got hair.
What happened to my youthfulness?
I used to be so sprightly,
Now I have to pee,
Ten times nightly.
I might as well accept it,
But I'm not impressed,
I'll just sit here with my rollers in,
I'm not getting dressed.
I'll grow old disgracefully,
Be who I've always been,
I promise to be a kind old dear,
Not a grumpy old fart, who's mean.
Categories:
zimmer frame, age, growing up, growth,
Form: Rhyme
On the starting grid for the zimmer frame races
Ready to put themselves through their paces
No cheating girls - don’t go tying shoelaces
Or there will be embarrassed red faces
Lined up on the starting grid
Prize is a cuppa and a quid
ON YOUR MARKS..
GET SET
GO SLOWWWWWWWWWW
But off like rockets charge Ethel and Flo
Wheel to wheel at the very first corner
Ethel cuts in - she should have warned her
Flo gives her a knowing look
No cheating Ethel – you’ll get a right hook
They cross the line together - I’m glad I didn’t bet
Sandwiches, cake and tea is all ready and set
Best of friends they sit and enjoy a chatter
Who’s first past the winning post – it really doesn’t matter!
16TH April 2015
Categories:
zimmer frame, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Pensioner
There are problems in the land and you are a pensioner,
austerity is like a sweat horse blanket that doesn’t dry.
Medicine old people needs are getting more expensive,
and come to think of it isn’t old folks pension to high?
Many young people think so as their old age is far away.
Look at them the smug old bastards, have no mortgage
to pay, they are no good consumers don’t buy furniture,
and have savings in the bank. The new society doesn’t
need people who believe in old values, what silly notion.
So tax their savings and their medicine so they can begin
to feel our pain. They had the best of times when work
was plentiful, they lived at a time of copiousness, so let
them try how it feels like to be young today.
An old lady, on Zimmer frame, was robbed yesterday.
Categories:
zimmer frame, satire, old, people, old,
Form: Blank verse
The Last Sunday of October.
Vilamoura marina on a glorious October day, tourists gone home
leaving the promenade for us elderly to walk sedately along it.
I saw an ancient lady walking forcefully, using a Zimmer frame,
It looked like she was trying to set a new personal record, and
we gave her space. We saw a once famous footballer, sad really
you see them running around a big green field and the next day
they are dated and forty. In case you ask, it wasn’t Beckham.
Many yachts tied up and their owners are allowed to drive their
cars on the promenade, my old socialist heart was ready to revolt.
Cafes were open and served food for us old at reduced price; still
too expensive, it was as idle waiters were eyeing us malevolently.
The Zimmer lady returned I think she had beaten her old record.
Then it was late afternoon and the sea breeze cooled our ardour;
time to go home and drink our cacao.
Categories:
zimmer frame, health, holiday, hope, life,
Form: Blank verse