Sunday, November 5, 2023

Out-Of-Kilter Octogenerians' Wake-Up Call

 
As if ordained, 
We know together 
With our rising 
 
Out of deep lethargic 
Sleep, that pesky 
Rooster will be still 
 
Waiting somewhere out 
There to remind us 
We have yet another 
 
Go at making the best 
Of whatever we still have 
Inside us— 
 
Oh, pray 
It will come to pass 
Today, together 
 
With the plucky spring 
Chickens and those wobbly 
Near over-the-hill hens, 
 
To an end we could 
Only dream of 
To no end. 
 
 

 

2 comments:

  1. Good poem! I am reminded of the much more prosaic saying, "Do your best and forget the rest." As we are surrounded by all the others, of all ages, and here we are nearly over the hill. As if ordained, you, Vassilis Zambaras of Meligalas, write another fine poem!

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  2. And you, brother John--as if ordained--have broken a record for lickety-split comments!! Thank you, Flash Gordon.
    https://www.washingtonpost.com/comics/2023/10/20/flash-gordon-comic-reboot/

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