Hazel Connelly

Freshman - 635 Points (28th September 1949 / Lancashire)

Sexy At Sixty - Poem by Hazel Connelly

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 about Sexy At Sixty by Hazel Connelly

  • Dev Anand (7/10/2016 9:14:00 AM)


    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..... (Report) Reply

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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (7/6/2016 10:34:00 AM)


    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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  • (1/7/2016 12:46:00 PM)


    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 (4/7/2012 10:20:00 PM)


    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. (Report) Reply

  • William F Dougherty (4/7/2012 1:10:00 PM)


    Senior to Senior: Thanks for the nimbly wrought, ironic chuckle. (Report) Reply

  • William F. Dougherty (11/6/2011 2:28:00 PM)


    Delightful. Call me anytime. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 5, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 18, 2014


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