Tags : age

The Limits Of Skin(You are a seven year old phoenix)

The Limits Of Skin(You are a seven year old phoeni..

A Poem by Absentee Reality Check


Not all of you grows older.You are a skeleton of freeze frames.Your smile is five years old.Your flinch is twenty.Your joints hold the mapof a thousan..
Dear Waitress...

Dear Waitress...

A Story by Prudence


The frustrations of eating alone
Old Age Home

Old Age Home

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque


Old parents are thrown away be the children and they have started living in an old age home
You are a Star

You are a Star

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque


A living star
Morning Triku III

Morning Triku III

A Poem by Steve Kittell


Thoughts at sunrise
One Last Story

One Last Story

A Story by Illubuu


A man spends his last moments telling his story one last time.
X

X

A Poem by Nikolas


About my mother. (X in the title refers to the X chromosome)
Grandad

Grandad

A Poem by Sarah


This poem is about my grandfather. My favorite time with him is when he tells me his stories. I was thinking about him this morning and decided to wr..
A Wrinkle in Time

A Wrinkle in Time

A Poem by Frecklewood


No longer does she clad herself In days of faded dye, Patterned fabrics of yesterdays Unravel threaded whys Teen embroidered da..
Values

Values

A Poem by gabiaimee


The inability of the human mind to even comprehend mortality and the value of time.
Flesh and Blood

Flesh and Blood

A Story by Sophie McN


I. Malcom Brodie existed but he never really lived. Malcom was never without a book. He was a spectator of the lives of a thousand fictional..
When?

When?

A Poem by Steve Kittell


Thoughts at the memorial service of a centurion.
Eyes

Eyes

A Poem by Steve Kittell


Eyes
Un-Priveleged Aging Americans

Un-Priveleged Aging Americans

A Stage Play by viewBistro


The fact that people of all ages can be considered privileged on some dimensions and disadvantaged in others is a testament to the unique journey into..
Loxton's Time-Travel Gift Certificates

Loxton's Time-Travel Gift Certificates

A Poem by John de Gruyther


For his birthday this year his family got him a wonderful gift A time-travel gift certificate They’re all the rage As he melted int..
My Neurons Are Old

My Neurons Are Old

A Poem by David R. Wyder


At the end of the work daythere’s sand from the big bangin my shoes.My brain is a quark modemdownloads star dust from black holesmakes sweet mus..
The Woman I Want to Be

The Woman I Want to Be

A Poem by Annie


Who I want to become as I get older
Just a Number

Just a Number

A Poem by Jill Reidy


A tongue in cheek look at ageing. I wrote this when I was 50 and organising a joint party with two friends who were 30 and 40, respectively. Now th..