Age, not a cage

Life kissed me long and deep
leaving a road map of experiences all along
you may call them wrinkles and lines but they are
ridges and furrows left in the wake of living to the fullest
butterfly kisses of a coddled, cloistered infancy
innocent, gentle pecks of carefree childhood
exciting, raging hormonal nips of tempestuous teenage
and then sometimes passionate, sometimes angry bites of adulthood!

Don’t for a moment think I am steeped in misery
because all you see is a crooked bag of bones
bent like the wishy-washy weeping willow
look at the twinkle as my eyes crinkle
my toothless smile a testimony to the knocks I knocked off
gracefully or otherwise!

Age is a raiding marauder
singing a ghostly song
silencing beauty and youth as it rampages
except, it can’t steal the joie de vivre of living
till death swiftly whisks me away.

What do you see- 52 – 19 October’20

VJ’s Weekly Challenge #117: except

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – “Ghostly” – October 19, 2020 πŸ‘»

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, October 20, 2020

65 thoughts on “Age, not a cage

  1. A few lines I borrowed from “Lest We Forget”….

    “So while you’re sitting there,
    Spare a thought for those who paved the way
    They will grow not old
    As we that are left grow old
    At the going down of the sun and in the morning
    They will grow not old”

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      1. Yes,age is certainly not a cage to confine a person in it when he or she has a good bond with the one who controls our time.This post ensures the fact that any one can live successfully on this earth even after having none as his/her own simply by considering everyone and everything as his /her own because everyone and everything belongs to God.Thanks a lot for sharing.Take care.πŸŒΉπŸ‘πŸ™

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  2. I’ll say beautiful, perfect, brilliant, and touched me and what not, but none of it will actually say what I want to, or how it made me feel. How does one praise something like this? They don’t! They show respect!

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  3. I wish that life would kiss me as long and as deeply as you have described! This gorgeous poem does so much to highlight the beauty of growing older. I will look at my wrinkles in a new light!

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    1. I would like to believe wrinkles are earned and worn like badges with pride. Life is kissing us all the time, Irma, but our near sighted vision looks it as abuse at times.
      Thanks so much, dear.

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  4. We need to be respected as individuals, and your poetry speaks volumes to this accounting.
    A life lived as we wish to, with some calm, some adventure and continuous learning!

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