Tag Archives: age

Frost #midnighthaiku

Posted on October 13, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Frosted mornings dawn Chilled breath warmed by memory Youth’s sweet adventure

Posted in Photography, Poetry | Tagged age, frost, haiku | 8 Comments

Faded Rose

Posted on October 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Leopard print lycra Stretched too tight Over tired hips And faded lips Bleeding crimson Into pursed lines Peroxide blonde Faded to brass Blows like straw In winter’s maw Threadbare tapestry Of make-believe Mascara laden Heavy lids Too much TV Don’t … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged age, pain, raddled beauty | 40 Comments

Eldest

Posted on July 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

“Just how old are you?” Although youth has long died, “As young as the moment,” My body replied. “If I want to play out In the sun, or climb trees, Run laughing through dewdrops, …I’ll do as I please. I … Continue reading →

Posted in alchemy, Ancient sites, Art, essence, Photography, Poetry, Spirituality | Tagged age, body, heart, inspiration, mind, soul, wisdom | 23 Comments

Mixed messages…

Posted on April 24, 2020 by Sue Vincent

“… so older people are more at risk?” I could see the wheels turning. “How old are you now?” I told him. His eyes widened. “When did that happen?” I mentioned birthdays and their usual function of adding a year … Continue reading →

Posted in family, Humour, Motherhood | Tagged age, caregiver, gardenng, sons | 72 Comments

The small dog and the gardener…

Posted on April 16, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The grass had grown, was far too long, My mower wouldn’t cope. What if I trimmed it down a bit? That might work. I could hope. I got the trimmer all set up, The dog would not go in, Just … Continue reading →

Posted in Poetry | Tagged age, cutting the grass, gardening, Humour, rhyme | 78 Comments

Ages #midnighthaiku

Posted on January 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Ancient and modern Perfect juxtaposition Age becomes timeless

Posted in Photography, Poetry | Tagged age, haiku, youth and age | 13 Comments

Seeds of winter #tanka

Posted on December 5, 2019 by Sue Vincent

The fruits of wisdom Grown on branches touched by frost Understand winter Tomorrow’s beauty set free Remembering yesterday For Colleen’s tanka challenge