The Oldies Blog Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Oldies Blog



The oldies blog
I know of a writer/poet who has dedicated
His blog to old age, being considerably older
then him, I think he is on the wrong track.
To write about a poet who couldn`t find his
Specs, his wife saw them in the freezer beside
The ice-cream is chuckling, but overall people
Don`t want to know about infirmity.
To write down what happens to an old person
On an everyday basis is not what young
Readers care about, say farting and trouble
With peeing, they want to hear about love and
The falling of love and the heartache it brings.
To see the object of desire talking to other men
The jealousy that gnaws holes in their heart
Old men should sit on a park bench, play cards,
Domino which is suitable for them but leaves
The rest to the young poetry belongs to them-

Wednesday, March 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: story
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 13 March 2019

A reflective poem on the passing of years and the coming of the modern age. Age is the time when one realizes that trees have grown and malls have come up where once green fields lay and the only sound we hear is the song of birds.

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