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Love and Sex in Old Age - revised version

- I pray you, do not trample on my dreams.   Though you may only see this mortal shell, A frail thing of flesh; this outward reality,   Is of no greater substance than the air,  Masking the real tr...

By: Kavyansh | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 30 May 2019

More Doc Johnson-isms...

- Why is it that when you order items to be delivered from your local lumber yard for a home project, the missing item is always the one you needed most to do the project. Does anyone else think that ...

By: Dreamcatcher | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 08 May 2019

Nights Such As This

- It’s on summer nights such as this That I remember so clearly; Sitting in my chair in silence As the daylight fades from the sky And the soft air folds about me Like a soothing blanket of peace....

By: Kavyansh | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 30 Apr 2019

Metaphor

- It wasn’t that long ago A few years or so When mane of hair was thick and long And sparrows bowed to the peacock’s song.   The years slipped by but not the reign Skills and endowments still rem...

By: Dreamcatcher | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 10 Mar 2019

Memories Of First Love

- Standing on the cliff edge early on that spring morn He watched the sun rise over the rim of the world, Painting the cliffs golden in the clear light of dawn. How he envied the sea birds who with win...

By: Kavyansh | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 12 Feb 2019

Last Minute

- He’s been waiting for this day to come for a very long time. Half his life. He’s spent countless hours over the years tracking her down.  She’s married to a wealthy man and lives on the coastline of ...

By: tom8o | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 18 Dec 2018

Old Grumpy Men Sit On Their Rear Ends

- Old grumpy men sit on their rear ends and moan about the days gone by, While we see the stars and visit bars and curse politicians who lie. Old grumpy women sit and portend about people who walk by...

By: Wordpusher715 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 18 Jul 2018

Dancing to Ray Charles: Ch 09, Darrell's Disaster

- Delmar Bullock wasn’t impressed, not one little bit. The three young farts standing just inside the door to his storage shed didn’t seem good for much, most of all a Klan job. At first, they tried t...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 25 Sep 2017

Dancing to Ray Charles: Ch 05, Trash Is Easier To Handle Than Life

-   xxx Hauling trash isn’t that bad a job, thought Mark, as he drove away from the now-deserted American Legion Hall. Unbuttoning his sweat soaked shirt, he let the wind blow across his big, sweaty ...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 10 Aug 2017

Dancing To Ray Charles: ch04, Peace Talks

- Sleep had been hard to come by. Mark’s mind kept going back to his bumping into Bebe at the dance last night and her agreeing to a date, then it would switch back two weeks to his kissing Amy, and ho...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 18 Jul 2017

The Photograph

- If it hadn't been for the miracle of the Internet and social media, Anne and Kevin would never have known each other. Even today they have only ever met online, although their relationship is as real...

By: Kavyansh | Category: Romance | Score: 5| Added: 16 Jan 2017

Reflections On Growing Old — Part 01

- I am fast approaching the age, — the biblical allocation of three score years and ten, (Although modern medicine means it should be re-evaluated), When my thoughts increasingly turn to the future, And...

By: Kavyansh | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 30 Nov 2016

Reality of War

- The perils of war, are furrowed deep in the memory of many, escape seems unobtainable, within the confines of minds young and old. Those who were lost, are not only those who perished in the con...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 06 Nov 2016

Love in Old Age

- I pray you, do not trample on my dreams.  Though you may only see this outer shell,  A frail thing of flesh; this outward reality,  Is of no greater substance than the air, Masking the real truth that...

By: Kavyansh | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 27 Aug 2016

The Shut Closet

- There was a lot of hustle and bustle in the corner of the street where the famous door read, ’221b Baker Street.' Of course, it was not the entry or the exit of Sherlock Holmes and his paparazzi. It w...

By: Malvia_Somanna | Category: General | Score: 5| Added: 10 May 2016

Last of the Southern Romantics

- We both want, an old-fashioned, wide-screen, Technicolor epic romance, a real Bogie and Bacall number. Instead, what we got that night was two old friends so smashed they started making out at a leve...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: Romance | Score: 5| Added: 25 Apr 2016

Bad Moon Rising

- Having felt and heard something in the air, with both things hitting right about sun down and now trying to figure out exactly what was felt and heard outside, as I sit here now in this darkened theat...

By: Shotgun011 | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 21 Apr 2016

Valette

- Jean and I share The same vision The same king. I don't know if old age Or a family will be granted me, Or if my heart will pour out on the ground In the great clash Which will soon be upon us once ag...

By: TheGreatValette | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 27 Nov 2015

Beware of Barefooting: a cautionary tale

- Over on a web site for the blind I often infest, someone said the recently passed first day of May, in addition to being May Day and Beltane, had also been something called ‘Barefoot Day’. To this I f...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: Memoirs | Score: 5| Added: 02 Aug 2015

The Journey

- I dislike the journey home from work. I don’t mean I don’t like going home; it’s nice to go to a place where you feel safe and secure. I mean the actual journey itself. First, there’s the walk out of ...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 10 Jul 2015

An Old Man's Search

- There was a man, a man with a can. A man with a can and a plan. This man, he collected money, this man, he collected smiles, but deep inside him was fear. Fear of rejection, fear of death, fear of n...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 07 Apr 2015

Phantom Scars

- Amazing memories, never made Thousand stories, left untold Little wishes that died in heart, Of living together growing old Your portrait that I never sketched Reflection of me that was...

By: AshTrayFiasco | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 02 Feb 2015

Neverland.

- Lately I have come to understand, That one of the most frustrating things, Is that I will never be able to make you see, The world In which I am found.   I can not ope...

By: scotiaWillow | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 12 Jan 2015

The Perfect Train Set

- Jim jumped to his feet when the doorbell rang, not an easy task at his age. He could picture Marjorie in the kitchen rolling her eyes, wondering how much this one cost. He wondered what would happe...

By: mrvalentineking | Category: Horror | Score: 5| Added: 22 Dec 2014

When We Get Old

- What if we change What if we stop being us Will we still want us? When we get old… What if I change What if I can’t smile anymore Will you help me smile? When we get old… What if y...

By: Sparkle | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 05 Aug 2014

Old Friend an a New Love

- Old Friend and a New Love You may be an old friend but I see you as a New Love Just a love in my mind, but no less real We may never meet or hold each other You have been there for me at t...

By: facsuper | Category: Poetry | Score: 0| Added: 25 Jul 2014

Little Box

- Little box on the ground, Broken box, will you ever be found? Inside me, you sit and wait But it's so dark here lost forever, sadly, is your fate. I cannot find you I cannot see I ca...

By: Colors_of_the_Wind | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 03 Feb 2014

FOR: Matt, FROM: Becky, With Love

- I was halfway between Sears and flat broke, sitting alone in the mall’s noisy food-court, eating a tasteless salad, and wondering why I let my mother con me into getting dressed and driving into town ...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: Romance | Score: 5| Added: 21 Oct 2013

Gidealis Enigma Chapter 10 - Mystic Encounter

- Chapter 10 Mystic Encounter That night I have a dream of a dark-skinned creature walking out of the woods. The creature is at least three times the size of a human, and has wings, hanging on bot...

By: GriffinGarcon | Category: Science Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 10 Jul 2013

Home Is Where the Heart Is - Part Two

- Without deception or disguise  Bodies tingling without a touch  They danced together as lovers dance,  To the rhythm of music only they could hear  Bodies not touching, yet sou...

By: Sherzahd | Category: Drama | Score: 4.9| Added: 10 Jun 2013

afraid of getting old ?

- (6/1/13) We are all getting old it doesn’t Matter what you’ve been told You go from your childhood to your teen years But you’re young and you have no fears. Now that the teen years ha...

By: poetlou | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 01 Jun 2013

Bruised Fruit

- Bruised Fruit I worked at Westoe Colliery in South Shields for almost twenty years. I was a fully fledged Powerloader, meaning I was on top earnings when this story happened. By mining stand...

By: bri54 | Category: Memoirs | Score: 4.6| Added: 01 May 2013

Live or Die

- Live or Die I noticed Alex on the last day of her senior year, I knew this would be a life changing day for her, I just had to wait for the events to occur. It was the day they were all waiting ...

By: gabicohen96 | Category: Young Adult | Score: 0| Added: 27 Mar 2013

Retribution

- Punch him down to the ground, Kick an old man when he’s down. Yeah, that’s your style, isn’t it? Cowardly bastard. Fight fair and square? You can’t! But you’re getting yours, aren’t you? Sitting blac...

By: Circle_Something | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.9| Added: 18 Mar 2013

The Belle of Catawba Street

- Warning: While supposedly humorous, this is a story about racists and includes two racial slurs. However, the “N” word does not appear in print, but it is unavoidably, in my opinion, there in spirit...

By: Rumple_deWriter | Category: Action | Score: 4.9| Added: 06 Mar 2013

The Love of Death

- The Love of Death News and stocks constantly changing, but one night more than just a percentage goes down. The old heart of ones love stops beating. Still conscious, increasing feeling of coldn...

By: ThorRedskinLight | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4| Added: 25 Feb 2013

The Mail box

- The mail Box The doctor’s death sentence still pains my heart as I retrieve my mail this December morning. For 40 years I’ve walked to this old mailbox. This will be my last trip. The week foll...

By: gartalker | Category: Drama | Score: 4.3| Added: 19 Jan 2013

Talk Shakespeare to me

- Thouest my love Flattering like a sparrow Chirp and sing Melodies Then thou art Take this love And let us travel Like travelling musicians Breaking down China’s wall Rebuilding ...

By: christena | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 15 Oct 2012

Old Lady With A Can

- It’s freezing out there. I wouldn’t throw a cat out on a night like this. Still, it’ll soon be summer. I usually go down to the pub, have a drink with my friends Madge and Doris, but it’s too cold to ...

By: Moggie | Category: Humor | Score: 5| Added: 28 Sep 2012

Golden Years

- I have heard it said, that at my age life is golden. What was meant when these words were spoken? Reaching this time of life, I find to be anything but golden. Old age leaving my body less flexible ...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 16 Sep 2012

Global Man

- Global Man Globalization… Globalization… Surrender to your destiny… Old Nation You are too ancient for the New Generation No Greeks, No Romans, No Egyptians… No civilization ...

By: Karlos | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 15 Aug 2012

The Man in the Moon

- When troubles plague And you know not the way, To the Man in the Moon You have to say. All on your mind, Leave nothing out, Just talk and talk, Till he’s nothing to doubt. Give all the pieces And lay ...

By: MissAdventure | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.8| Added: 01 Feb 2012

New Year

- Wouldn't it be great if all of our pain, could be released like the cork, from a bottle of champagne. Rocketing high, coming to rest on the floor, pressure released, flying away, never to be felt, ...

By: CKAcres | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 31 Dec 2011

Have you trod on something crunchy!!

- A little story about our cockroach friends Cor! Look at those crumbs left out for me, I’ll crawl out of this sewer and have some for tea. There’s old food galore under the cooker, ...

By: Davidpendragon1 | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 05 Sep 2011

Crossing the Line

- You want to know the real reason why sleeping with your friends is a very bad idea? I learned that lesson the hard way back four years ago when I hooked up with Billy. We started out as friends back...

By: ladysharon | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 5| Added: 29 May 2011

Dementia

- Lately, I've been looking at my grandpa's face trying to rewind it back to when he was younger; try to picture the face without all the wrinkles and wither. This is the second person I have had to hel...

By: Patrick | Category: Musings | Score: 4.8| Added: 28 May 2011

The Birthday Party

- She did this every year, so the call came as no surprise. In fact, I had been expecting it for the last few days. The only surprise was that it took so long. I was sitting with my wife having our coff...

By: DirtyMartini | Category: Flash Fiction | Score: 4.9| Added: 27 May 2011 Editor's Pick

The Old Lady and the Biker

- This came about for the fact I am slowly restoring an old Ladies frame bicycle a friend gave me so she is my old lady now :) The old lady rides again Old bike new parts New rider new adventures tog...

By: easy_rider75 | Category: Poetry | Score: 4| Added: 28 Mar 2011

An Old Man's Thoughts

- As a boy growing up I didn’t know any different. Do other families move as much? How many schools now? 10? 15? More? A kid once said to me his folks said we were white trash. I hit him. But I knew he...

By: Dreamcatcher | Category: Musings | Score: 5| Added: 26 Mar 2011

Reunion

- Ah, the high school reunion, Seeing the same old faces, That you abhorred, All those years ago. Some have matured, Others stayed the same. Your best friend from, Way back when. Pick up right where, T...

By: ladysharon | Category: Poetry | Score: 4.3| Added: 21 Feb 2011

My Brother

- I can't get action nowhere I can't get satisfaction nowhere Just rage and hate and shouting and crying, But it won't bring my brother back anyhow. Why? Tell me why, Why? Why? Why did my brother have t...

By: DirtyMartini | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 02 Jan 2011

25 And Still Alive

- Never really did what my parents told me to, If they told me to take one I ended up takin' two. Teacher couldn't control me, couldn't hold me down, Instead of being in school I was cruisin the town. L...

By: DirtyMartini | Category: Poetry | Score: 5| Added: 26 Dec 2010