He sucked his pipe as babe on mother's breast
Lover's tongue fondled nipple most tender
Around firm rounded bowl fingers were pressed
Smoke dreams burnt out in ash of an ember
Thatched roof dusted with snow, showing bare spots
Below azure artesian pools, glazed over
Oozing down skin canyons, marks of time's rots
Liquid memories, life, now October
Frothing spit, mother's milk, drips from his lip
Frosted sprouts, three days of shade paint his chin
From beer's canned fountain of youth, takes a sip
Broken yellow stones peak through toothless grin
Eroded remnants of Adam's first sin
Now only half the man he once had been
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: January 30th, 2025 03:37
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Comments11
Truly feeling this these days, it will only ripen more in the coming years should I get to see them. ππ»ππ»π
Without knowing your state of health I will say that I am cheering for a long life for you and many more poems to come. Thanks for the read and comment
Ah, either way, that is a blessing worth receiving, thanks kindly Soren ππ»and you are welcome, my visits here have been the best moments of the day. ππ»π
Magnificent πππππ please do take your bow sir! Wow πΉ age really does bring wisdom and so much more. πΉ
Thank you Teddy again too kind your words are most appreciated.
I did not think you knew me !!, have had many a day feeling like this, wish it felt like reading this though, quite soothing and calming, enjoyed the read
Thanks so much Tobani for the read and comment. As always your words make the day
You are very welcome
Aging is not for the faint of heart! I am only mid-aged (depending on how long I live too, of course) and, truthfully, I have already experienced things I never thought would happen. I know that only increases as the years go by, but we're all in it...so cheers! π» Well done, my friend. Thoroughly enjoyed this sonnet. πΉπ
Thank you so much Tristan for the read and supportive words they are most appreciated as always
You're welcome, my friend! πΉππ
Good write SB.
Thanks Orchi appreciate it
It doesn't have to be this way.
A dead man was put in a cave
And came out three days
Later in rude health!
Great write, Soren
Thank you Mutley for your read and comment it is most appreciated
Brilliant.
Thank you Thomas your words mean a great deal
Wonderful words soren old age can be surprisingly wonderful.
Andy
Thanks Gold for the read and kind words, Indeed what other options do we have?
Old men dream too, don't they .. and not only of the past and those halcyon days of their own youth, when most, felt and thought they were young gods .. but also, of what delights may be left for them to harvest in the dwindling time of their future .. Neville
Thank you Neville for the read and comment. Yes huddled inside with a warm fire, snow on the roof there is a degree of comfort
Pretty deep. I'm going to have to read it a few times. Lol
Thank you so much for the read and comment they are most appreciated
A fine write, Soren. Nicely done.
Thanks Tom for the read and kind words
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