Poems about old age (26)

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Lead the Way

So here you are before me Death,
Guess it'sthe final curtain call.

by whyspr 28 lines, 6 comments, on Oct 6 1:44 PM. In comedy, death, humor, old age
Alzheimer's

Precious moments stolen away,
Memories being destroyed,

by AbundantBetrayals 9 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 21 5:45 PM. In Pain, Personal, Sad, Old Age, Life
Gem Stone Midget Gem Strain Trouser Stain

Casket rackets, coma catch a comb over cold, sold the womb to a place signed off as a cot, by a cradle, that’ll rock, but heavier a feather, due to its nature, like a fluffy ‘leave’, weaves its texturing that texts the messag

by LeanneBridgewater 5 lines, on Aug 10 3:17 PM. In age, scenile, effects, arthiritus, forget, old age, move, fastness, Pain, Nature
A Missing Mind

as she descends the porch stairs
he tenderly grasps unto her hand

by simplywrite 38 lines, on Jul 17 6:57 AM. In life, old age
Old Age Woes

My hair is grey
Too much I weigh

by YoursTrulyJulie 33 lines, 8 comments, on Apr 29 11:42 PM. In Contest, Humor, Old Age, Thoughts, Weird
Farewell Lights

Deep and winding straits
Cut fast,

by Ahryn 24 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 20 11:44 PM. In Wisdom, Old Age, Eyes
The Things That I Don't Remember (in the voice of grandma)

I say I am from
leftovers:

by Zeus the Woman 82 lines, on Dec 1 8:46 PM 2008. In personal, family, old age, human nature

And That's That

When I'm ancient and broken down from wear and tear
I'll wear heliotrope and other forgotten colors like perse.

by cover fire hero 25 lines, 3 comments, on Oct 29 6:46 PM 2008. In Old Age, Forgotten, Fear, Pain, Humor, noguest
Old Age Haiku

shrill boom
across the room-

by Summer52 19 lines, 25 comments, on Sep 26 9:10 AM 2008. In Haiku, Humor, Life, Old Age, Contest
Anchor in the Snow

He walks along a moonlit path
Through dunes of whitest snow

by Jmjaoj 32 lines, on Sep 24 9:01 PM 2008. In Journey, Death, Old Age, Hope, Life, Change, Aging, Catholic, Christian, Snow
Crazy Old Frank

Across the pond a young child torments turtles with
a red balloon, a busker strums an untuned guitar

by marc creamore 32 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 16 9:20 PM 2008. In Personal, Thoughts, Old Age
Swan Prow Bier

References to the "Lord of the Ring", and more to the "Silmarillion"

by akulian53 22 lines, on Aug 27 12:45 PM 2008. In Life, old age, final mystery, Eldars, Faeries, Swanship
Happy Birthday =)

My wishes for you on your 20th birthday
I hope you don’t get saggy and grey

by limechic 25 lines, 5 comments, on Jun 20 8:50 PM 2008. In Humor, Old Age
[ to the old man buying oranges ]

to the old man buying oranges we have never spoken

by mitchhorvath 37 lines, 2 comments, on May 10 6:19 PM 2008. In fate, old age, shopping, death

momentary life

Staring out a window pane, up at a bright blue sky,

by plumbdamaged 35 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 29 3:51 AM 2008. In Life, Other, Family, Old age
Room 104, Heaven's Harvest Retirement Home

Nobody cares about what goes on in Josephine’s head because her makeup is all askew . . .

by marc creamore 35 lines, 7 comments, on Apr 4 8:51 PM 2008. In Old age, Sadness
My last day on earth

by herrlurch 35 lines, on Mar 24 9:14 PM 2008. In Angst, old age, decadence, Adult
Your Skin

Your skin
has become

by Rose-Quartz 28 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 17 5:11 PM 2008. In Personal, Life, Sad, Other, Old Age, Alzheimers, Stroke Illness. Prayers
As age collects its toll

The rewound clock, the dead reborn; our muscles withered in the trying,
These atoms of our skin are dry enough to cast among the dying.

by Animarising 29 lines, 5 comments, on Jan 5 5:42 PM 2008. In old age, loss, memories, death, reflections
Just Hold Me In2 the Night

I wanna plant such good roots
When we were young

by Purplelovechild 23 lines, 4 comments, on Jan 2 1:36 PM 2008. In Youth, Old age, Life, Death, Fantasy, Love, Hope, Family, Personal, Lyrics, Other
When We Were Dying

The dust calls 2 us
Telling us we will one day return

by Purplelovechild 26 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 28 10:13 AM 2007. In Life, Old Age, Love

Growing Up (55 words)

by Edna Sweetlove 8 lines, 12 comments, on Oct 20 8:21 PM 2007. In Adult, Sad, Old Age
Portrait I: The hateful, dying old man.

I'm tired of these fresh faces / And all these old places / The juxtaposed features of my annoyance / Make apparent my envy of the new / I've lived too long for this / All who I've known and all I've been shown

by Writer Of All Wrongs 25 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 16 2:59 PM 2007. In Old Age, Humor, Life, Angst.
No one gives a damn

Her face is like a leaf in winter, / Crinkled, skeletal, dead, gone. / But when she smiles it cracks into two / Like an egg into a frying pan, / Sunny-side up, always cheery, / Through tired eyes she radiates life.

by hippygirljess 24 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 26 2:59 PM 2007. In old age, emotion, society
Old

Her hands tell a million stories. / Gnarled, like tree bark, they crinkle / Like a forgotten receipt left in a drawer, / Lost in time but irreplaceable, antique. / They tremble slightly as they hold her cup / Broken

by hippygirljess 38 lines, on Jun 26 2:58 PM 2007. In old age, dancing, emotions
Amalta Blossoms

She looked down at her shriveled hands
Smeared with soot.

by mesmer 41 lines, 1 comment, on Dec 14 1:19 AM 2006. In Nostalgia, old age, sad, descriptive

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Poems about old age