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Mirror Mirror: I Am OldA Poem by Raven StarhawkPhilosophical tumbler whose imprecise illustration whispers torture in my ear Degeneration of effervescent tissue plays by time’s .. |
Forever YoungA Poem by yourhaircutmanThe glow of a child's face, the sternness of an adult mouth. The youthful dances of a kid, the measured steps of a grown up. The caref.. |
Cai's Lament.A Poem by Ken Simm.A Confounded letter again of Bardic histories and loss. Part 1 in The Matter of Britain. |
I Was A Young Man OnceA Poem by Fading PoeticWritten 2011. |
The Adventures of Ivan: Ivan WaitsA Poem by E S StevensThis piece was inspired by listening to music played on the piano. |
TrampA Poem by Rachel MyersInspired by true events. |
Self Inspired States Of Ec-st-asyA Poem by Defender Of ManSelf inspired states of ec-st-asyBut really nothing is self inspiredEverything comes from somewhere, oblivious to yourself or notBecauseWhat is someth.. |
The Long Slow Death of my GrandfatherA Story by Ken Simm.A True Story. Confounded, again. A second Version revisited. |
Suicidal Maniac Who LovesA Poem by EternityWolf101I found something I wrote back a year or so ago. This was during my depression stage in life a little bit after I gave myself the title of homosexual .. |
Total RecountA Poem by Pamela GriffithsThis poem is about how life can pass us by without us noticing. Then old age sets in and we reflect on what we have or have not done with our lives. |
Old BirdsA Poem by Jaden LarkerWrote this after noticing groups of old women sitting in groups at the indoor market. |
Veil Of LiesA Poem by EternityWolf101Just some mumbling of mine at 4 in the f***** morning. Man, I am soooo tired right now........ |
DeathA Poem by MistyFogDeath is near It's almost hear I am feeling cold I am growing old They bring me flowers I count the hours The days slip by I know I will die .. |
My Grandmother, The SupermodelA Story by Katherine RachelShe sits in a chair, not a rocking chair - “I’ll die before I rock!” she jokes. She’s tiny, as thin as she was in her prime, .. |
Dude, You're OldA Poem by Crazy Cat ManA poem about old guys trying to hit on young girls and they got no game. |
Hand in HandA Poem by SheActsLikeSummerLove. |
Blue Bird RepresentationA Poem by EnigmaOnce upon a time… "A bluebird sits high on that tree branch, feathers still and unruffled, until a small disturbance grows, the wind hittin.. |
An Old and Stone CompanionA Story by MadameBlackThey were as much friends in her mind as was her favorite pair of shoes or the equally old couple next door to her; friends as familiar things become. |
CrossroadsA Poem by KristinI may still be youngBut I've seen alot in so little so longYou may be olderBut darling you're colderIts a scary placeI wouldn't show my faceWe have pe.. |