old beyond repair

With gratitude to Ed Hart

the time arrives
when something crawls inside

to tell biology
the time

I felt it creep
slept with one eye
on the clock

and under bed
alternately

must have
at some stage
nodded off

for now

this form of mine
constricts in pits
and lines

more akin
with whence I came

than sky
where once
the aspirations

were so set to fly
and by the by
met bye bye

snuck up tapped my shoulder
like a last drinks call

or prison staff
at too brief visitation

telling me
it's time yes
it crept up fast

I lost track
somewhere between
the summer wine

and autumn breeze my

teeth are sound
the hair be grey
may nothing fall

fail fade break
decline or dissipate
just

one more day

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Yes,, time has a habit of catching up with us. In our youth we don't pay much attention to it, but then we find ourselves in the autumn of our years, and how things change. We start to be aware of those niggling signs that we are over the hill and moving faster on the downwards slope. Very relatable and well written lines.

Chtis

[alan peter kelly]

Thank you Chitis, I was beginning to wonder I I was ever going to see another review on this site again haha just logged in after weeks and there you are...thanks again. Look forward to reading your literature.

[alan peter kelly]

Thank you Chtis , I was beginning to wonder I I was ever going to see another review on this site again haha just logged in after weeks and there you are...thanks again. Look forward to reading your literature.

[Chris Shaw]

Well from time to time, I look for new faces. Yours was there today, so happy it coincided with your visit. All the best.

[alan peter kelly]

I've been here since the site's inception...pretty much been in cyberspace and several sites with art forums for almost as long as cyberspace itself....Thank you for your engagement.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome. I hope you continue to post here.

[ARLorenz]

I like that I could feel the quiet creeping sensation that the passing of time gives you while reading this poem. Even though I am "young" I could connect to the words. Thank you

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow i felt my age today--in the heat, playing tennis...realizations of tempering activities...yet still healthy...teeth hanging in there, hair too...but this poem felt like i was looking into a mirror.

i appreciate the deft way you presented this idea.

j.