The Layers of Age

The Layers of Age


I feel the layers of age as I draw each breath

every movement is a reminder of years past

I am crouched through frailty and surgery

my body aches intermittently with each twist and turn

Life is slowing down quite perceptibly

but I worry not about this inevitable process

My mind and soul are still invigored

temptation still attracts carnal desires

Thoughts more rational pervade my mind

wisdom is less of a distance away

Let it be, for when all is said and done

I will become part of the setting sun

◄ A New Love

Mendicants Slumber ►


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Wed 7th Oct 2020 23:28

Really good Keith. Hope you’re well.

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M.C. Newberry

Sun 20th Sep 2020 22:26

The moral in these evocative lines is plain.
Ere' flesh becomes dust!
I endorse CP's closing line!

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Collin Pulmano

Sat 19th Sep 2020 18:32

Beautiful poem. And thank you for your kind words about mine.

Keep writing,


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