Beauty Of Senility Poem by Linda Ori

Beauty Of Senility

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Age is just a state of mind
And this we know for sure -
It isn't like some rare disease
For which there is no cure;
It creeps upon us silently
To catch us unaware
And while we worry about getting old
We're already getting there;
But there's a consolation
To this thing called getting old -
Our hair will turn to silver
And our teeth will turn to gold;
Age is just a state of mind
A case of brain and brawn -
Before we realize the body is shot
The mind will already be gone!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Con Nie 11 April 2006

Good poem on aging. Just for some added hope - I had a man in my Creative Writing class who was 96 and sharp as a tack. So we all have hope that it can be that way with us, too. Take care. Sincerely, Connie Webb

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Charles M Moore 12 April 2006

Brilliant, one of your best by far, flow is good and words concise, well done.

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Daniel Tyler 15 April 2006

Very Betjemanesque, he wrote a very different but equally as good poem called 'Senex' about getting old. Your poem is super, witty rhyming and a clean lyrical rhythm.

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Jerry Hughes 15 April 2006

Linda, you summed it up in the very first line, 'age is just a state of mind.'

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Barry Van Allen 29 March 2007

Linda, I completely disagree ... but, could you repeat that please ... - - - what was beautiful?

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Gregory Gunn 12 March 2007

Ah, the playful Ms. Ori in action. Darn near peed myself laughing. Oh. oh...loss of bladder control; another sign of getting older. A terse, comical little corker. Top drawer material, to be sure. How about giving us Part II; it would no doubt be most welcome. Cheers, Greg

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Jerry Hughes 10 March 2007

...Hello? To whom am I speaking. It is? Hello, who are you...

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Alison Cassidy 12 July 2006

Linda, Yes, Age is just a state of mind. Hurray! Let's break all the mirrors! Very clever poem. I enjoyed it. love, Allie XXX

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DON'T KNOW 'BOUT YOUR CASH FLOW, LINDA, ..BUT YA WOULDN'T SEE ANY GOLD IN MY MOUTH, IF I LIVED 200 YRS..........GREAT WRITE...! BUT LETS TRY & KEEP THE TEETH, OK? .....FRANK OH, YES, ...A TEN FOR TH' PRICE O' GOLD! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''~F. J. R.~'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''

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