POETRY – RHYME


Autumn Leaf:

Fresh flower of youth, slowly fading away,
Receding hairline, blue varicose vein.
A shortening of breath, rigidity each day,
Grey hair one morning, the vanguard train.

Slight loosening of teeth, auricular hair,
Some shrinking of bones, shortening of spine.
A bowing of legs, for a life without care,
The swelling of joints, an unmistakable sign.

Short-term memory, patchy and vague,
Faces without names, places of old.
Girls stop smiling, no desire a gauge,
Bones start aching, in reaction to cold.

Feel father time, the inevitable grind,
Of licentious living, taking it’s toll.
Skin starts wrinkling, remorseless not kind,
Is reaction to neglect, call of the soul.

A shortening of sight, refocusing the eyes,
The listening to voices, remembering their names.
Deep aching hips, echoing lies,
Brash macho prowess, conqueror of dames.

Watching the youth, envious of days
Gone by, with regret, wasted precious time.
Vibrant sensual zeal, desire in a haze
Of lust to perpetuate, life force in prime.

I feel winter coming, vestiges of frost,
Heat slowly fading, aching sore and much
Time for reflection, of things forever lost,
The warm glow of friendship, love’s soothing touch.