Courtesy severely receding hair line..., yours truly enveloped within morose mood

I (Samson incarnate)

frankly experience zapped strength,

hence sulk and pine for salad days of youth
when abundant golden locks adorned me noggin.

Now in doddering dotage scant wisps of gray hair

(vestige of once luxuriant natural periwigged realm)

nothing except splotched scalp revealed.

Senescence stole mine prime mortal heft away

atrophied, eroded and weathered me body

once robust doubting thomas, who didst delay

livingsocial, especially rolling in the hay

never gathered rosebuds while I may

impossible mission now to slay

invisible decrepitude even if I recruited Zoro.

Post traumatic stress (shell shock

not military related) awoke,

when espying lapsed existence

viz twenty/twenty hindsight

oblivious to tempus fugit

when this young contra dancing bloke

now upon ruminating foregone opportunities

doth shed tears and choke.

Purposeless bemoaning lost

momentous occasions to no avail

synonymous regarding

hypothetical onset eye disease

suddenly rendering insightful chap blind,

whose fingers ground down as stubs,

hence lost cause mastering learning Braille

only death do me part

will once and for all curtail

where regret trained upon lofty dreams

of this father pursuit of happiness he didst derail

nevertheless grateful for sound

body, mind and spirit I exhale

no matter attaining being globe trotter

I royally did fail

passively foregoing flying headlong

toward holy grail

instead buzzfeeding investing

and teasing out obsession

linkedin and rooted with fixation

of former shaggy doggone mane

hirsute characteristic donned hearty and hale

generic garden variety bloke

whose thinning hair finds him

to reasonably rhyme albeit ham handed

with following poetic rant and rail.

Early this year
gentle as calm ocean waters

lapping along a weir
thumb and forefinger

of right hand would peel back,
(diagonally flippant motion asper calendar

representing progression of time)

gets flipped over to veer

in one direction (linear)

revealing the next month at lightspeed

vis a vis tempus fugit galloping tear

thy head immediately lost hirsute thickness,

I starkly share

male or female pattern baldness extant along

Harris genealogical trunk line rare

yet divulging distress

about limp decreasing strands
sends shivers along spine,

gloomy feeling linkedin

with old fashioned meaning of queer

and perchance tis foolhardy

reading this Samson night issue must appear
tis unstoppable inching closer toward

as mortality gets near
youthful robustness fades

replaced by senescence mere

really ambling along tragicomic time stream,

one evinces gargoyles mockingly leer

loosing sleep and kept raggedly awake

in conjunction dreams fraught

with frightful haunting monsters jeer

ring sound reverberating hair

splitting decibel jamming primary cranial gear

aye tell mice elf nothing to fear...

yet maximizing this plight with poem 'ere

Yukon also temporarily part

blond, brown, gold, et cetera locks mud dear.