Tag Archives: ageing

Time

Posted on August 8, 2017 by odeboyz

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

Posted on March 28, 2017 by odeboyz

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

Posted on February 3, 2017 by odeboyz

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

Posted on October 28, 2016 by odeboyz

  Chris

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Constructed out of moonbeams

Posted on April 4, 2016 by odeboyz

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

Posted on March 7, 2016 by odeboyz

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

Posted on February 22, 2016 by odeboyz

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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Softly I walked on this good earth.

Posted on December 1, 2015 by odeboyz

As a child my insouciance was palpable I crawled everywhere for a while Then I learned to stand and walk Later, ran to school in the rain. As a young man, I worked for others Vicissitude ever changing my thoughts … Continue reading →

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Retirement

Posted on November 20, 2015 by odeboyz

Recently, well at the September AGM I carried out my last duty as the PETRA Chair, and after giving the committee my last ever monthly Chairs report – my 147th in the 13 years I held the position as Chair, … Continue reading →

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Old Age

Posted on November 3, 2015 by odeboyz

It is said, three score years and ten Is your allotted span So after seventy, you have to wonder, when? Especially now you’re a shaky, old man. If lucky, I won’t have to wait too long I won’t miss this … Continue reading →

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