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Thursday, July 31, 2008

Poem for TOP

Totally Optional Prompt suggests Humor.

I rarely write humor poetry so this is an older post - and it may be more true than funny! :)

Aging gracefully’
predicts the glossy mag’s theme
and through plastic faces
indulgent seniors beam
and brag of lusty trysts
in distant places.

Keep a smile on your lips,
the beautifuls insist,
and a flirt upon your hips.
When passing mirrors, however,
I give thanks,
for eyesight now gone blurry.

Clad in a tie-dyed floor-length T,
doubling as dress or nightie,
sans sucks, tucks or peels
I wonder who
let the air out of my arms,
brought my thighs to my knees,
and moved my fanny fat to tummy.

An all-day smile is not my way,
sometimes hateful thoughts
spill blithely from my lips.
Aging gracefully?
I’m simply darned grateful
to retain my ancient hips.


Linda Jacobs said...

I feel the same way! This was a delight to read!

Stan Ski said...

We're all getting older, and there's nothing too graceful about the process.

anthonynorth said...

Loved this. I'm fast approaching the old-zone myself.
Not there yet, though. I'm not!!!

paisley said...

hear hear!!!! i say we take the guy that is perpetuating this aging gracefully BS out back and teach him a lesson......

in addition, i just want to let you know i am posting my new poetry on justpaisley.... now, and i sure would love it if you came over and had a look....

Michelle said...

39 next week... trying to be graceful! =)