Sitting alone inside my shell
With my thoughts, with my hell.
All alone inside myself
My needs on hold, back on the shelf.
Another year has passed, I'm growing old
A little more wiser, A lot more bold.
My body aches, and is starting to groan
Pretty soon, I'll be a crone.
Author notes
Written September 20th, 2003
my fifth poem posted here on all poetry
In a list
A contest entry
- Options Ten by Partners In Crime.
900 points, ended May 26, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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each birtday make us not only old but wiser.Beign old myself,I think you enjoy life much more..but adny life we paint by experiences.
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Thanks for your entry
Awww
Queen you could never get that old lmao. This is too cute. I like it, though it does have some sad parts in it. The first two lines are really something I can relate to, I guess really the rest could be taken either way. I kind of got both from it.
God Bless
Tammy -
It's really weird that i read this today because this morning i woke up not feeling crash hot and thought shit i'm getting old before my time because my body was so sore. This is an eye opener.
Good stuff mate
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Oh, gawd, Barb... you had to remind me. And just when the numbness had set in... oh well, good excuse for another Black Russian
This is a good poem reminding us that each day should be siezed, made the most of, 'cuz tomorrow may be worse
Good luck in the contest
Dee
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Excellent
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!
I know exactly how you feel my dear friend.
My bones creak and I'm not very old.
Well done my dear friend.
Well done.
Keep up with the great work.
Keep on penning.
Thank you so very much for sharing your wonderful talents.
*S* Cynthia
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Age is just a number
I'm starting to feel the old moaning and groaning of muscles that once were vibrant. God I hate growing old but I'm still thankful to live to see another year. Too many people are dying younger and younger so I should be thank ful for speared life. Your poem was great, happy belated birthday, may you continue to grow younger and younger each year.
Many Blessings,
Avril
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I feel like this many birthdays. Mostly the day AFTER my birthday. This was a sad write, but I liked it very much. Thank you for the wonderful comment on my poem, Mirror Mirror. cheryl
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hehehe i'll go get someone to blow up some balloons, i am out of breath just at here
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Your poem was so serious, I could feel you. The last line was an atempt to make lite of the first part. I know you. Your shell is getting thinner with age hun, soon you will fly like an EAGLE with NO shell on yer back to hold you down.. You Go Girl. Shed that ole turtle shell and be an old crone if thats what ya want.
Lub Ya... FD -
Its very short and sweet! I like it! And I love birthdays too! mine is in june in the sunny weather, i cannot wait for the sun to shine and the birds to chirp!
thanks for writing this one too!
sweets
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LOL!! I love this! It is so cute and funny. Sadly true how we seem to ache more and more in time. But a great way of laughing at the pain. You did a wonderful job here. God bless and hugs, Penny
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This is really nice, sorta not something you'd really write about yourself lol but its nice and flows so well. I like
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meh! I hate birthdays, I have a few of these poems well not the growing old part, but sad ones myself. We all have to get old sometime or other I guess. Well except me
nice write
Natalia -
super
great, makes me think of all the romances i read, how if your over five and twenty, your way too old.... awesome job
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you seem far from a crone...still probibly maiden...but the cycles will pass at their will...namaste
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awesome dont change it
i really liked this poem. it was short and to the point. "my needs on hold,back on the shelf", i really agree with this line and totally can relate. i liked the first two lines as well. i can't tell you how excited i am about this poem. sorry i know i sound like a weirdo. but it was truly a masterpiece in my book and going in my favorites. can't wait to read more. thanks for commmenting on mine.
lostsoul -
God, do I know these feelings well. Never thought I to write a poem about them. Too depressing. Of couse I'll just turn into that gray haired old man with cane and happy smile lost in his memories of another age and time.
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Barb! Your not an old crone.You are still young and beautiful and vivatious! You have a lot of life to live yet! And you have lots of family and friends who love you deeply! I truly hope you realize just how much you mean to me and to a hell of a lot more people too!!!! I LOOOOOOVE you girl,and don't you forget it!!!! I like your poem though,but it made me sad.I hope it was simply a fleeting moment....love Tammy33.
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I like this. Just what I was thinking a few weeks ago on my birthday. Very well done! Lady Raven
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It's good to read some poetry thats not written by 12 year old girls all the time. I think its all good except the last line. Seems like it was put there just to rhyme. But still its a good little poem.
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