Sexy At Sixty Poem by Hazel Connelly

Sexy At Sixty

Rating: 4.6


I was fit and feisty at fifty
It was no big deal
Because that's how half a century
Is supposed to feel.

In my sixties I'll take stock
Start making new plans
Ignoring all the cant's
Embracing all the can's.

Can I be sexy at sixty?
And try all the fashion and fads
Wear stockings an suspenders
And Joan Collins shoulder pads.

I can deal with sexy at sixty
And wear Vivienne Westwood clothes
Dress up and go out on the town
Wearing all my buttons and bows.

I'm going to be sexy at sixty
I'll wear Gok Wan lingerie
Find myself a toy boy
Then maybe lead him astray.

Swift and sexy at sixty
When I get my Jimmy Choos
Dancing the night away
To the sound of Rhythm and Blues.

Oh! I want to be sexy at sixty
Cause age is a state of mind
I'm preparing my body at keep fit
So as not to be left behind.

But first I have to deal with
Old skin, bad teeth, grey hair
Then remove the unwanted growths
From just about everywhere.

Then! I'll definitely be sexy at sixty
And undoubtedly done it all
The only problem is that most of it
I simply won't recall.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
William F. Dougherty 06 November 2011

Delightful. Call me anytime.

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Dev Anand 10 July 2016

interesting poem.......... you are never at your wits end.......... you can also try, be romantic. mentally be ready. you are going to fulfill your wishes.....

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Dr Antony Theodore 06 July 2016

But first I have to deal with Old skin, bad teeth, grey hair Then remove the unwanted growths From just about everywhere........ as i read these lines, i simply laughed...... very interesting poem.....revealing the human mind and its desires..... thank you very much dear poet. tony

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Jak Black 07 January 2016

A great poem, Hazel. Rhymed and flowed really well. An unusual theme, but most welcome. Loved the humour. Good luck with the tomboy. Well done.

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Sibghatullah Khan 07 April 2012

Beautiful wish-to-stay-young poem. But there's the rub in the last stanza. One is simply unable to pull the clock back. The following stanza reminded of Brett Ashley's character in Hemingway's novel The Sun Also Rises. Ashley, a mature woman, spoils the career of a 17 year old matador. The undercurrent of pathos is telling. The contemporary fashion imagery is beautifully incorporated. The refrain of sexy at sixty shows the preoccupation of the poet. The abcb rhyme keeps the old age and youth rolling together. Thank you Hazel for this good poem.

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William F Dougherty 07 April 2012

Senior to Senior: Thanks for the nimbly wrought, ironic chuckle.

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