Kevin East

Rookie - 6 Points (22 April 1954 / Amersham bucks)

Aged. - Poem by Kevin East

The aged.
Shuffling, snuffling ruffling.
Like leaves fallen from a tree.
Losing their colour
Washed up like memories
That float in the bay.

The aged.
Young at heart
But their house is dilapidated.
Falling apart,
Decor not anticipated,
When they were 21.
Laughing in the sun.

The aged.
Wheezing, freezing seizing
From head to toe.
And waiting is so slow.
Burning candle low.
Awaiting one last blow.
The family turning away.
Ships pass in the night,
Never stay.
You're not drowning,
You're waving goodbye.

The aged,
That rage in silence.
As the embers
Die in the grate.
Their cry
This world cannot hear.
They wait with toes curled in fear.
Love soothes their soul.
As the Lord takes control.
And they roll
With the tide of the air.
In the light
That had sprung from nowhere.
On the promise
Of long ago prayer.
So prepare.

Comments about Aged. by Kevin East

  • Rookie - 78 Points Dawn Ferrett (8/30/2012 1:33:00 PM)

    A very emotive poem! Loved it! Dawn xxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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