Downhill, Freak, Sliver
I sleep later
now that I am
on the downhill
side of life.
Most mornings
I miss the sun
coloring with her
orange crayon.
I awake to watery
yellow and sigh,
but I don't freak
anymore about my age.
I'm letting retirement
carry me along
like a leaf
floating by
in our canal,
buoyant
in the swelling
tides.
I close my eyes,
feel the sun,
and enjoy this last
sliver of time.
Great use of the words... lovely poem...I especially like stanzas 4 and 5.
ReplyDeleteFor some retirement requies adjustments. It sounds like you have accepted them gracefully. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteLoved the use of words-painted a really bright picture
ReplyDeletemine was on similar lines, but less cheery :(
great use of the prompts and very poignant
ReplyDeleteBeautiful gentle resignation. I enjoyed this.
ReplyDeleteYou are lucky to be so relaxed I am kicking and screaming as I go! The poem however was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLovely use of the words and great outlook on retirement.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful use of the words! My mother will love this.
ReplyDeleteTake it slowly. Enjoy it. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSweet... a lady aging gracefully and peacefully.
ReplyDeleteDown hill into a beautiful valley of green and treasures..I hope..I love the crayon sun..I imagine how you gave them to your students..beautiful write..Jae
ReplyDeleteIt's a great way to live, isn't it. This was a lovely read from start to end. Beautiful paint of words.
ReplyDeletereally like what you did with the 3 words....nicely done Linda
ReplyDeleteThis is a very good poem! thank you for it...
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Very nice. Makes me long for retirement ... but not yet.
ReplyDeleteAh, I wish I could wake on my own. Retirement is a few more years away. Nice use of the prompts. Love the imagery.
ReplyDeleteyes, i love this moving on with little worries.... and the sun and time tells the story....
ReplyDeleteVivid a vision you paint with words to strike a chord deep within...
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