Perpetually aging

“The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.”

Robert Frost

What is age

But a mathematical ruse

Counting the circles around the sun

 

One doesn’t gain distance from the demise

Only moves closer

With every completed circle

 

If our chronological prison of time

Fell into abrupt chaos

I wouldn’t go back, not even one day

 

For the yesterday me

Was irrational

And ignorant

 

Every lunar cycle

Brings more knowledge

Of my utter idiocy

 

I will not be content

With my uncomprehending mind

I will not be ready to die

 

Perhaps crumbled by gravity

And crushed by biological decay

The old me will be ready

 

To accept my limit

To let go

To die

 

What does age and aging mean to you?

 

 

Provoked by Tale Weaver – #163 – Aging.

 

23 Responses

  1. With age , hopefully…..comes wisdom. I can understand your feelings…. “I wouldn’t go back, not even one day”. The physical changes are not always favorable, but thankfully… come on ever so gradually. I enjoyed your poem. 🙂

    1. Hopefully! I feel like a different person everyday, the tiny changes make up big ones in years. I’m so happy your liked the poem x

  2. Age & aging mean increasing pain, wisdom, & the accrual of physical marks of distinction that increase my physical beauty. Up to a point. They also mean, I hope, that I am marching unstoppably toward my goal of a long, peaceful retirement with my wife and whatever grandkids we may eventually have. A whole lot more besides, but that would take an entire post…

    1. Awww, that’s a nice goal, I hope you move ever-forward and reach a magical retirement. I am still caught in various pulls of different interests. But I’d like to think that it’s okay to do more than one thing in life.

      Thanks for sharing your point of view 🙂

  3. Thanks Em, I did like your thoughts on this topic, its one when its happening to you in very blantent ways makes you stop and think about what you have as opposed to what you have lost. I tend to think of it as part of the circle of life I am engaged in. Thanks for adding your thoughts to this week’s tale weaver.

    1. Thanks for the thought-provoking prompt. I like that ” think about what you have as opposed to what you have lost”. We often focus on the negative, and forget about our growth and gains.

  4. Age is the passage of time and the rest of Nature handles it much better than we humans do. Think of the splendour of Fall colours on leaves that have aged and are about to die. They glory peaks when they reach the summit of their lives. I wish we could also see our autumn years with the same eye and not try to cling to a lost youth with cosmetic aids. We achieve little besides making the so called “beauty” industry richer. I would say always be well-groomed; it gives one poise and confidence, but do not try to defy age. It is smarter and quicker than we can ever imagine.

    1. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. I do agree. The fragile body of ours can dissipate at any moment. At the rare chance that only our conscious will survive death, focus should be on nourishing our minds.

  5. Aging is the better alternative to not aging (i.e., dying). Given that, I’m all for aging. As to age, itself, as you said, it’s just a counter reflecting the number of rotations of the earth around the sun. How one ages is more important than one’s age is.

    1. Agreed. Friends ask me if I am upset that Im getting older and if that’s why I don’t like my birthday. But I am grateful to be alive every year, the more I age the better everything gets…

  6. As a person ages,he is supposed to gather experience:which is supposedly the “best teacher”…..therefore with age comes a better way of approaching life.Age should set the thoughts straight

    1. Yes, that’s the hope. I also think that age doesn’t magically make you wiser, what you do with your years and how you continue to learn does. Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

    1. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts with me. It’s so curious that I stumbled upon your piece after I wrote this.

  7. This poem is entirely delightful. I had to resist the urge to dissect it stanza by stanza and tell you how each one affected me. I have one or two preferences for how I face death: either laughing and shaking my fist quoting loudly “I will not go gently into that good night”, or gently and accepting, content with how I finished the life I had lived, and that my work here was done.

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