Age

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God Be My Judge

God Be My Judge

For time be
A fickle mistress
Upon the lot

Your glory be known
But to whom,...

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Save some for the Bees

Save some for the Bees

It seemed to him, so long ago now
That she leaned over him and showed him how,
To tend the...

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Quickening

Quickening

Quietly you creep; you creep to my door,
Tap; tap too persistent to ignore.
Tales you spin;...

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Man in the mirror

Man in the mirror

As he contemplates this reflection that is looking back in mystery
Where on earth did those...

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Ghost in the Mirror

Ghost in the Mirror

In a mirror, staring back at me
A ghost of who I use to be
Lackluster eyes swallowed whole...

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SLEEPING THROUGH THE PAIN

My head touches the pillow I'm in constant pain.
Here I am sleeping through the pain again
...

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MIDDLE AGE

The hair on his head is now fading away
Is it better to be bald or better to be grey
The...

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Classy & Sassy Sixty?

Classy & Sassy Sixty?

Well in another two days time it with be April
Oh my goodness March went fast
I’m making the...

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'Not So Golden Age'

'Not So Golden Age'

The words on the label are smaller I’m sure
That’s why I can’t read them like I did before.
...

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Deign

Deign

O’ bittersweet brew
Vaunt ambrosial hue
Fluent epoch vein
Upon a clock deign

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inappropriate luxury

inappropriate luxury

his velvet jacket
cost a packet
but couldn't hack it
When,
asked where one...

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Soon to be Sixty ?

Soon to be Sixty ?

On the third of April I was born
Sixty distant years ago
I was told It was on an early...

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SEVENTEEN

SEVENTEEN

I remember a time
Your hand in mine
No one outside
Just you and I

I remember...

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STRANGER DAY --------------...

Stranger day

I watch her fold her fingers
into some forgotten child's game
an...

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Abraham Lincoln, We Salute...

Abraham Lincoln, We Salute You ❀️

He was a beast of burden
& Just like a ladened mule
Was well-used to being treated...

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Note to Family

NOTE TO FAMILY

You look at me with such disdain
Your having to repeat yourself again...

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Gasconades & Glories

Gasconades & Glories

She is in the evening of her experience
The golden years with wear & tear
Tho beauty...