An Old Mans Lament Poem by Bridgid Patrick
An Old Mans Lament
Just a line to say I'm living,
that I'm not among the dead,
though I'm getting more forgetful
and mixed up in the head.
I got used to my arthritis,
to my dentures I'm resigned,
I can manage my bifocals
but God I miss my mind,
For sometimes I can't remember,
when I stand at the foot of the stairs,
if I must go up for something,
or have just come down from there.
And before the fridge so often,
my poor mind is filled with doubt,
have I just put food away,
or have I come to take some out?
So if it's my turn to write to you,
there's no need for getting sore,
I may think that I have written
and don't want to be a bore.
So, remember that I love you
and wish that you were near
but now it's nearly mail time
so I must say good-bye dear,
There I stand beside the mailbox
with a face so very red,
instead of mailing you my letter,
I opened it instead!
Lordy, Lordy, look who's well past 40...if I had money for every time I have opened the cabinet door, and can't remember what I went there for, I would be very rich. This really tickled my funny bone. Linda
Another brilliant and sad but funny poem. A couple of the stanza's need some attention to the mitre and rythm. Read it aloud a few times and you will see what I mean. Nothing that can't be easily fixed though. Very cool love Gyp's
Well I started to comment then had to do a retake to see what on, this must be catching or something, although this is a serious subject, taken in context its an excellent poem. Regards Graham.(I think)
There are sone technical problems here but they are dominated by the mature use of phrasing. I do not find this kind of talent that often. Greenwolfe 1962
I loved this poem, I work with old people and I can see the content very clearly, cheers Sylvie
This is wonderful, Bridgid. You captured the poignant and playfully spat it out in brilliant form. Excellent work. My warmest regards and respect, CJ
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 5:14:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A very clever and humorously compassionate look at aging. As one not quite in my dotage, I am not sure I look forward to aging much more! Well-written. All the best, Hugh