Age Poems
The Passing of Time
by Seyi Ojenike
The passing of time is a curious thing,
It ebbs and flows like a restless sea,
And yet, it moves us forward, like a king.
In youth, we long for the days of spring,
When life is new and our hearts are free,
The passing of time is a curious thing.
As we grow older, we spread our wings,
And set out on paths we long to see,
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Snowfield
by Jake Eld
Open field, shining snow
Crimson shadow, earthen flow
Brightest jailer, oaken bars
Things beneath lurk never far
Dry leaves flutter, wind will dance
Trees can whisper, sturdy trance
Rasp of winter, grind of time
Come spring again it won't be mine
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Ode To Age
by Pablo Neruda
I don't believe in age.
All old people
carry
in their eyes,
a child,
and children,
at times
observe us with the
eyes of wise ancients.
Shall we measure
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Stop To Start
by Ololade Raji
For a start, please stop to start
There are things you are not even aware of
While time is hemming away at your parents
You forgot terrible things come in threes?
As time furtively alters the rhythm of your life
Yet you naïvely joke at the greying of others
Little did you know that not even yours is spared
In the painful existence of these unknown days
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The Golden Years
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Another year older
Another year gone,
A little more wisdom,
Can that be too wrong?
A few more fine wrinkles,
A dark spot or two,
Expressions pronounced
Through the skin’s darker hue.
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Everchanging
by Josie Winn
I remember a time
When I never thought
Of the amount of change
The future truly brought
I grew with time
And embraced the change
And when I paused
Change still remained
I looked at the past
Time left me behind
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Time Deserted
by Michael J. Nappi
Slapped by the vicious hand of time
truth sits perched, atop it's finger.
Blood is drawn, and turns to wine
through life's infernal wringer.
Days accumulate like miles,
they take their toll in distance.
As sun baked earth, cracks a smile
travel on... despite resistance.
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Opals
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Opalescent leaves fall
outside summer's green door.
Outbound, a year sparkles
once age has come with grace.
Orange sun, red roses
of a starry evening.
Old age looks back, dreaming.
Snowfield
by Jake Eld
Open field, shining snow
Crimson shadow, earthen flow
Brightest jailer, oaken bars
Things beneath lurk never far
Dry leaves flutter, wind will dance
Trees can whisper, sturdy trance
Rasp of winter, grind of time
Come spring again it won't be mine
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Witch
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Wicked aged woman,
wreaking harm with cauldron,
warty nose, crafty eyes;
Wisdom sees through dark guise!
When riding purple broom,
wild crone cackles at moon.
Warblers on crimson skies.
