Old Age Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Old Age

Rating: 5.0


A spider marking time.
Casting a net of rhymes.
Building upon our lives.
Music of a solemn fife.
Woman's anguish of youth.
Crying memory, brings disputes.
Old man watching along.
Decayed words of songs.
Spider cocoons it's catch.
Lid down, the coffin latch.

5/15/09 POEWHIT

JESUS SAVES

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
rago rago 15 May 2009

an enjoyable write........of old age.......we have to accept........thank you for your kind sharing.....

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really sad this body should age..we have to be prepared for the catch

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Naidz Ladia 25 May 2009

a very nice piece..as time moves, age increases too..

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Ritty Patnaik 13 June 2009

there is the otherside to futility of old age.the years of happy, happenings, experiences of life all add.up to our state of mind.your poem ofcourse speaks of eternal truth! from dust.........to dust we shall go.good write

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Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK 27 November 2009

Fantastic poetic touch down with toppings of irony...! Ten++ niv

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Patti Masterman 25 September 2009

The more I read it, the more I like it. Catchy and succinct. My kind of writing..(smile)

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Skillful writing Joe. It has a great flow and a surprise and extremely effective ending. 10 love Karin

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Kranthi Pothineni 26 August 2009

This 10 liner write made to read it twice. Well Said.

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Splendid! Vivid! ! Lucid! ! ! A big hand Joe, with smiling ten dr. sakti

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