Pressing On


  • Life
  • ,
  • Aging

    Poem Commentary

    Here's to me and the rest of the old folgies out there. lol

    Pressing On

    Got up at five

    Went to bed by nine

    Whoever said?

    We age like wine

    Moving foreword

    Pressing on

    Remembering my youth

    Those days are gone

    A little wiser

    Hair peppered gray

    Full head of hair

    Back in the day

    Can’t turn around

    Can’t change what's passed

    As an avalanche

    Time’s moving fast

    Seasons of life

    Fall is here

    Winter in sight

    Approaching near

    Raising my glass

    A shot of whiskey

    Here’s to me

    I’ll soon be fifty

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    optimistic commented on Pressing On


    Time passes by pretty quickly keeping us shell shocked on what happen years ago, this is a pretty descent poem.



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    danmartyjake1 commented on Pressing On


    Good One! I liked it, your style is a good flow and rhythm to hear as you read it. Thanks for your note, stay in touch.



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    am2anangel commented on Pressing On


    great poem on life's journey. well done I enjoyed the read. -Tonya



    Thank you Tonya for your comment. -Al

    Dano commented on Pressing On


    50 is the new 40 or the new 60 not sure how the saying goes... with wit like this i have a feeling that you might never grow "old"... nicely written



    Still riding bicycle and playing racquetball. Trying my best to stave off being "old" Thanks for the comment. :)

    cousinsoren commented on Pressing On


    ACTUALLY, I am seeing this poem for the first time, My poem, Advice To An Old Pensioner," was written in a one night and posted in the Weekly Contest the same night. "Advice To An Old Pensioner" turns out accidentally to be a parody of your poem,Oblaidon. Now which of the poems antedate the other. Which is the older poem. Oblaidon? You tell me!................LOL. My rating for the over-all excellence of your poem is 10x10x10+.Of course OP will only recognize 10.



    I had a hard time turning 40. I think I have accepted 50 already. I still have more than a year left in my 40s. Your poem gives advice to those in their winter years. Where my poem dwells on the fall years. -hey, thanks for the high rating. :)

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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    In God I Trust 10
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