by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories:
art, conflict, inspiration, world,
Mark
Creative, artistic, musical, analytical
Brother of Michael and Susanna; son of Fred and Marlyn
Lover of Nelly (Bourieau) H., science fiction novels and films, private serenity
Who feels respect for God and humanity, love for nature, worry for the Earth’s future
Who fears mediocrity, retirement, economic collapse leading to a popular insurrection
Who would like to see successful sons, grandchildren, his songs produced/recorded
Marina, California (for the moment)
Halliday
by Julie Grenness |
Categories:
feelings, love, men, retirement, romance, women
Here, I dwell in no man's land,
On the flip side, there's men unwomanned,
They can be a miserable band,
Desperately seeking a hand,
I read their profiles for online dating,
Is this pulp fiction they're creating?
"Honest, sensuous, sincere men here,
Tactile and reliable...", Great, my dears,
All searching for affection,
BUT, I want your ex's true opinion!
Can I have her phone number, please?
What do you mean she's overseas,
Like forever and permanently?
Oh, really, really, really.....
What does your ex say about you, please?
Why complain about her to me?
Honestly, why are you unwomanned?
While, here I dwell in no man's land.........
by James Fredholm |
Categories:
hope, retirement,
I was wrong about spring,
for all those months I painted the blame on winter’s dark face.
Wave after wave of cold cloudy, darkening days,
saturated my damaged point of view. By the way
I am sure I will die on a winter day, blaming the solstice,
waiting for the capricious spring to finally arrive.
But my heart will be frozen, and perhaps not even alive.
God how I love the way you make the sun shine.
I was wrong about my fate,
I filled the frame in haste, too busy to wait. I didn’t listen.
I ate my own eyes, and blamed the skies,
I chased the horizon and wrapped it in lies.
Oh spring day, it is never too late,
to fill me with mercy and grace as I wait.
by Jean Murray |
Categories:
animal, retirement, sad love,
There once was a ram who retired,
who really was terribly tired.
Having serviced the lot,
he should have have been shot.
But the gun thankfully backfired.
by Cory Long |
Categories:
fantasy
LOVE crystal blue seas,
with snow covered sands,
dreaming of this place.
Grass skirts, necklaces,
pig roasts and coconut drinks.
Soaking up the rays,
hanging 10 and snorkeling,
a FUN place to retire at.
I'm sitting around the fire.
Speak of island legends,
take with me words of wisdom,
and POETRY of this land.
Fun and frolic contest
cory long
by Anna J Carroll |
Categories:
retirement,
Resistant to all
No love in my heart
No care for anything
I'm ripping apart
No feelings for anyone
No passion inside
No sympathy still
No remorse to hide
by Robin Silver |
Categories:
adventure, beach, dream, retirement, sea, summer
The seaside...now there is a place I like to be,
To get away from the city the neighbours and some family,
To lay on the beach without a care at all,
Watching people swimming, sunbathing or just playing with a ball,
At the seaside you can eat fish and chips,
Or you can simply gaze at the distant ships,
Listening to the rocks crackle in the ebb and flow,
Of the blue crisp ocean going to and fro,
The cool sea breeze and Cornish ice cream,
Will always be with me in a seaside dream,
Yeah I really love to be by the coast,
And I hate going home the most,
So one day I will make the move and live by the sea,
Until I get old and life’s had enough of me.
by Amber Davis |
Categories:
life
Struggles.
Short term the school.
Long term the house of love.
A career until retirement.
My world.
by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories:
retirement, sympathy, visionary,
In getting into a conclusive unit
We may need a saturated balloon
From what we have got is far from accepting
Those who insisted beyond lying pits.
Dear men under siege, from back and forth
who face scratching soil and the scorching sun
Yet have to account for what they have earned.
Who will call who into justice burst forth.
Heaven must have been right reward for them.
But libido instilled in them a love
Of touch, riches, mantle, mansion and fame
Waved their fat claimed hope, achievements... But tough.
No amount of clarion call to guidance
Will stay their world, if they won't be guided.
by Curtis Moorman |
Categories:
career, military, retirement, soldier, sweet love, travel
MY LIFE
Born in Dublin on Saint Patrick's Day
School; spelling champ; steady girl
Senior Prom; graduation; went away
Air Force career; traveled the world
Turkey; Germany; England; Japan
Korea; Vietnam; Philippines; Guam
Austria; Hawaii; Azores; Alaska; all grand
Thirty eight contiguous states fit the plan
Fully retired -- more to be told -- stay tuned
22 September 2018
For the contest sponsored by Anthony Slausen
by Helen Reimer |
Categories:
faith, inspiration, religious, retirement,
No, never retired,
Only refired.
Zooming down life's highway
With Jesus, the Life, the Truth, the Way
We've given our pact
To serve God with more tact
So make a "peep" and we'll find you
Multitudes, not just a few
Take a deep gulp of Living Water
Be refreshed, never falter
Receive the joy of salvation
The Lord of every nation
Are we old,
Shifting sand or gold?
Precious life has given wisdom
Many stories of the Kingdom
the sand cleaned out
The gold stout
Through the fires and the storm
Whether night or morn
We will rest and pray
Trust God every day
Fearless and love inspired
Never to be retired.
by Kevin Shaw |
Categories:
appreciation, flower, garden, retirement,
PRUNING THE ROSES
Prune Roses here, Prune Roses there,
Dancing in my garden,
With Sweet William and Fred Astaire.
Wallflower there, Gardenia over here,
My Fuchsia’s looking bright,
I’m going to retire this year.
Working on the Rockery,
and making it a Dahlia routine.
The Hydrangea looks wonderful,
Magnolia’s standing supreme.
Perennials in here, Heather over there,
Talking to my Sunflower,
Petunia’s shrug and stare.
Slug pellets there, Slug pellets here,
Touch my French Marigolds,
and its salt on your tail my dear.
Love to spend the day, working in my garden,
Then relax in the evening sun.
Surveying creation all around me,
With a nice Cuppa and a Currant Bun.
by Valerie Bellefleur |
Categories:
love
True Story
My hubby's aunt was ninety three
Spry and full of energy
Lost her man of sixty years
Remembered all the joy and tears
Retirement living she could thank
For meeting up with new beau Frank
Her new mate was ninety five
"Hey, she said I'm still alive!'
Lil and Frank have set the stage
Love can flourish at any age
Hand in hand they share their love
Until the call from up above..
by Connie Pachecho |
Categories:
celebration, love, retirement, romance, valentines day,
CUPID PULLS BACK THE BOW
Their life has been their Valentine day
Cupid's heart and bow
on Valentine's day
shooting golden arrows aglow
touching their senior hearts to ballet
Chocolates dance nicely gift wrap
red roses sing delight
with a dinner and then a nightcap
to candlelight throughout the night
For two graying doves
nestled the passage of time
so much in their love
with everyday a chime
As senior's years a golden
bright eyes still excite
their love, still beholden
two little gray doves cooing the night
She flies on his ageless wings
still, to new discoveries as he sings
connie pachecho
1/5/17
non contest entry
by Mark J. Halliday |
Categories:
angst, art, grandchild, guitar, inspirational love, soldier
Warrior
Musical, analytical, religious, artistic.
Son of soldiers.
Lover of Nelly, ragtime pianos, and rhythm guitars.
Who reels angst, inspiration, and regrets.
Who fears retirement, isolation, and mediocrity.
Who would like to see Scandinavia, wealth, and grandchildren.
Resident of the Monterey Peninsula.
Poet
by Gordon Mcconnell |
Categories:
love, retirement, romance,
These two mature lovers together
been married for many a day
now both retired from employment
can enjoy time together come what may
So they look forward to days away
using the free bus pass to get about
after checking the weather and the route
they plan their day then get out
They love to enjoy the countryside
seeing it's beauty spread so wide
walking in the grass so green
marching out in equal stride
Lovers they are in fullest measure
it's grown so much in years gone by
looking at each other marks a smile
that could only be this gal and guy
They travel all across the land
north, south, east and west
hoping to do this forever more
hand in hand so much blessed
by Mike Gentile |
Categories:
life, memory, perspective, retirement,
When I was blonde and twenty-three
The world held open doors for me
The streets would speak, they were my friend
I thought that love would never end
Scarlet lips on sunset kisses
Promised all that passion wishes
Mirror friendly faces glowed
I sought the life I thought was owed
When I was wise and forty two
There were so many things to do
No time for flowers in the park
A pawn on board to make his mark
Future still an open dream
Rising fast to taste the cream
When did clocks leave me behind
Forcing a new path to find
Now, it seems I can’t be seen
A wrinkled package casts no sheen
I miss the days of fancy free
When I was blonde and twenty-three
by Harry Horsman |
Categories:
nostalgia, retirement,
I stand here and implore you to believe me
No, I am not Jack White
Although you say I’m a liar
This shaking all over, is over
I’m going home to track my youth
Leaving your accent behind, put on my I.D
And look literal life in the eyes,
I need to get away, my Rock ‘n’ Roll has died,
MTV is full of four-letter words
And love is not one of them,
I’m taking the next train back to nostalgia
Then an airplane across boisterous seas,
Satisfied to live with memories
Along the highway of vinyl,
Where old labels are still shining
Unlike me, long after their demise.
© Harry J Horsman 2018
by Sai Lin Lip |
Categories:
age, beauty, god, happiness, image, love
Retirement is just taking a break
Like a graduation
From your previous journey
And now you've embarked on a new journey
A new life
It can be full of adventures, love and happiness too
Different stage different scenes
Different stage different mood
Different stage different acquirements
Different age different beauty
Different age different status
Different age different ideologies
But now you're free from routine,tiredness,stress
and pressure
And so you can be nearer to your soul
And so you can be nearer to god
by Alye Lee |
Categories:
break up, i love you, lost love, love, retirement, soulmate
Anticipating
a relationship reborn
on a skeleton
where love is the support,
two yearning souls seek wholeness,
prepared for the pains of growth.
by Gershon Wolf |
Categories:
humor, money, retirement, time,
When a person retires
It's time to rewire
The first thing to do?
Break your clock in two
No more 'early,' no more 'late'
No train to catch, no bus for to wait
And when you no longer obsess about time
For Pete's sake, stop counting every last dime
Go ahead, sport, enjoy spending your money
Your grandkids will love you, and so will your honey
Now just follow these tips exactly as written
~ And an early grave is what you will sit in
November 07, 2020
Completely Your Choice (39) Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
retirement, satire, work, writing,
My job brings new ideas to me on an hourly basis
Sometimes up to six ideas an hour
I cannot retire
This is a forest of situations
A plethora of circumstances
A jungle of characters
If I retired, I would not have anything to write about.
So here I stay,
at a job I love,
making great money,
writing myself crazy.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
retirement,
It is two a.m. I am totally non-sleepy
Do I consider a sleeping pill? No.
Three twenty. I am impressively awake, watching TV
At 4:15 a dog licks my face, waking me up.
I am on the couch, not comfortable, so I move to my bed.
Both dogs move with me.
We wake up at 7:41 a.m.
I used to leave for work at six
I love this feeling of sleeping in
Retirement is incredibly easy
I cannot believe how hard I fought it
Now I am living a life I never knew existed.
A life that is showing me how to really live.
by Connie Moore |
Categories:
goodbye, loss, love, pain,
My Heart Is in Retirement
I Gave it Too Much Pain
The Hurt Has Made it Old
And it Refuses to Love Again
If My Heart Can't Be Persuaded
To Give Love Another Try
Then I May as Well Give up
And Tell You this Is Goodbye
Heart and Mind Are Different
And Do Not Always Agree
They Leave Me in Confusion
But the Heart Does Hold the Key
So I Don't Know What to Do
But I Have to Make this Stop
My Mind Says I Do Need Love
But My Heart Says I Do Not
Connie Moore
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by Iris E. Sankey- Lewis |
Categories:
conflict, confusion, depression, family, forgiveness, life
UNFORSAKENED
It is I, you said, was God-send
I was oblivious to your retirement
That extra special event.
It is I, you told, "...was a nobody."
The day after, I fell to the floor and wept
One abruptly wailed out your name.
It is I, you loved, with a love so raw
I awoke and found me on your pillow
Pink roses filled that crystal vase.
It was you, I loved, with a love so rare
I bowed and cried my first tear, all
For the sake of loving you.
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