Best Old Timers Poems

Don’t you remember, love, how we danced that first night;
beneath the sun’s rays, toes dipping in the cooling sand, 
to the tune of our favorite song –
with me humming the best I could – 
(I sounded terrible, but you told me I sounded divine, remember?)
while...

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They come from a different era
where patriotism is a just cause
they would fight for the true blue
never mind who was right or wrong

they stood staunch and egos proud
their chest out, backs straight and chins up
they come from an old style of thinking
I fight today as...

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The Cider Gum (Eucalyptus Gunnii)

By 

Kevin L Fairbrother

The full Moon ablaze in the night sky

Beams down on the dead and dying Cider Gums

Their ghostly silhouettes, so white and stark

Now just a reminder of the past

…

The Central Plateau, the High Country of Tasmania

Is or was home...

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Fair-weather friends on a cloudy day
     Dank, useless phrases paving the way;
     Medication, digestion, unhappy sounds.
     Like, un-like television and geriatric frowns.
     Dinner's fish;
     Breakfast...

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Two old timers sharing a good laugh
 While reminiscing on yesterdays
 As they split old stories in half
 Some stories are blurred and remain in the grays

 You may find them on the park bench no matter the clime
 Exchanging stories and sharing a laugh
...

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Remembering Mrs. Sully always makes my face break out into smiling mode.
Her face was as craggy as a grave, there was an aluminum tooth on the left.
When she smiled, it gleamed with pure happiness, making her stories even better.
When I first met her, her ferocious...

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A park has been making the news
Because people have differing views.
Those who live very near
Wish that all would adhere
To the rules and stop breaking taboos.

But a younger crowd’s recently found
They could party with no cops around
So they flock to this park,
Even more after dark,
Where their...

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words entwine

Words bounce round inside me head,
an rhyme an rattle till I’ve said,
old timers say “ gawd strike me dead,”
but words just keep a coming,

I try a sleeping in me bed ,
Me skull does rattle, words get fed ,
Out of bed for sleepy head ,
At...

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There often is found, in many little towns,
A place where old-timers still gather around.
Not only old-timers, but “youngsters”, as well,
Especially on Sundays, they “stay for a spell.”

Some would argue, and say to you,
It’s because there’s nothing else to do.
This may satisfy a question in their...

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abuse, age, discrimination, health, introspection, lonely, old,

Customs To Getting Old  ©


There are very ingrained customs noted when getting old
Getting accustomed to old age is not one of them
One has to be blessed with 65 years of life to be noted
As Senior Citizen you are...

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No one seemed to take much note at first.
Old-timers on park benches passed a comment or two,
Somebody wrote a letter to the local rag,
but no one (who mattered, that is)
really seemed to mind.
Of course, you will always have 
your bellyachers and woolly romantics 
with nothing...

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Virgil comes to group therapy every week in his pick-up truck with his dog, Buster, standing in the bed of the truck. The sessions are held for veterans of Korea and Vietnam. Quite a few veterans in this small town because not many males applied...

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Yesterday, I happened upon a quaint, old-time country store.
I felt I was reliving my youth as I trod its squeaky wooden floor!
The sights and smells were familiar when I entered the door.
Memories flooded my soul as I gazed upon those things of yore!

A glowing pot-bellied...

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The Saints be preserved! Begorra! Today Saint Patrick reigns!
An excuse to get the Irish blood a-coursin' through yer veins!
A time for clans with even a tad of Irish in their genes,
To celebrate the holiday with the Wearin' O' The Greens!

O'Sullivans, O'Shaughnessys, O'Reillys and O'Neils,
Will be...

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JEANETTE AND NELSON

jeanette and nelson
nothing sweeter, more serene
a lost innocence



Sweethearts of the 30s –
We old timers can’t forget them
And when they sing together
We weep.
          Jeanette McDonald
          ...

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