Sunday Muse - How Old?
A morning her kind
Thin, old and weary
She still has a life
Sets her alarm with snooze
Goes to sleep at midnight
Awake at four has to pee
Four-thirty gets out of bed
Husband is snoring in her head
Poor fellow fifteen years been gone
Hot chocolate with marshmallows
Brownie with chocolate chips, sits
Puts up her feet, she sips
Unbraids her hair bun, slow
Tired last night, so now
Crooked fingers' work
It's hell getting old
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with The Sunday Muse #177 for the prompt photo, http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2021/09/the-sunday-muse-177.html?m=1
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Labels: Artistic Interpretations, Irregular rhyme, Life, Poem, Sunday Muse, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 9/11/2021 09:45:00 AM
15 comments
15 Comments:
Aww...this one is like a prediction. Can imagine the loneliness as age catches up!
I loved this old woman - but disagree with the last line. At least she is still here, with glorious hair, and the comfort of hot chocolate and brownies. Smiles. I really liked this one, Jim.
"Awake at four has to pee" - Yep!
As they say, getting old is not for sissy's! I can relate to several lines here Jim. Yikes!
Aging is certainly not for the meek. There are times I don't feel it and other times I feel like I'm weighted with stones.
A very skillful character study, Jim. Still hearing her husbands snores very nice touch.
We will all experience the dilemma. The experience may vary and differ. Good for exchanging notes at reunions
Hank
This was haunting. The measure of time expanding and bleeding into the present was vividly told.
This got me 'Husband is snoring in her head/
Poor fellow fifteen years been gone' - a candid write about ageing.
Aging is its own challenge. Credible verses Jim.
Good Sunday
Much💖love
I love this poem, Jim. You brought the image to life.
The line about her husband still snoring in her head - is haunting. A wonderful twist.
That last line thoroughly exemplifies my life stage. Good poetic portrait.
Indeed it is hell getting old.
Dear Jim, I just read your comment … I am so very sorry.
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