Tag Archives: ageing

Time

Seconds turn to minutes Minutes the whole hour through Days pass so fast, don’t you know it In time, another year, is anew. So the decades slip by The young think a decade is ages Plenty of time to plan … Continue reading

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Discombobulated

The older I’m getting Time seems to pass quicker I’m used to forgetting Dates and events – I struggle to remember People’s names. That’s bad enough Then twice a year The clocks change I always forget To alter my watch … Continue reading

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To Whistle

In my younger days I used to hear various tradesmen like the milkman, coalman, knife sharpener etc. whistle as they went about their daily tasks. Drunks coming out of the pub late at night were either singing or whistling as they … Continue reading

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Woodstock part 2

  Chris

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Constructed out of moonbeams

In the past nearly seventy two years Most nights, I have laid me down to sleep Sometimes that blissful state Does not enfold me easily. But, on the many good nights I have simply, drifted away… I don’t know, precisely … Continue reading

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Alice

Alice is old In her ninety four year old body Sometimes, Alice feels she has lived an eternity But she is still young behind her bright eyes. Her mind is still sharp Ready to ever engage with, evolving modernity. Visiting … Continue reading

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Old Sailor Fisherman

A grizzled old man Each wrinkle on his aged face Told volumes of his boat excursions Where weather and cold days at sea Shrunk his skin into, scared creases. Waves, at times, higher than his old white hair Crashed thunderous … Continue reading

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