The Aging Factor (poem) by E T Waldron on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 6, 2008

My aged celery is wonderfully soggy. I'm like Hope, Benny, and Burns.... Keep em laughing with funny stories about your memory fading, your walk, your pet, your chair... and they'll think that you are no older than 39!

Ron

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on April 5, 2008

Separation brought this on, lacking a continoues relationship, doing ones own thing irregardless, breakup of the family unit, where everyone worked together in a way that everyone could contribute, it demands a different attitude and moral code.........long lost, building altars to the young, instead of the old and wise( like it used to be especially in china etc....The convienience store principal is, I guess the one that ran over to the human principal, use and throw away, if it becomes inconvienient or old, enaugh? A good resonant admonition would be the Bell will toll for you someday! We value old cheese for its rich flavout accumulated through aging, yet we don't value the richness of the flavour of wisdom accumulated through aging, not saying that all cheese ages well. Bless Ya! Jasmin Horst

Reviewed by LadyJtalks LadyJzTalkZone (Reader)

Reviewed on April 4, 2008

So true yet I find that I'm not getting stronger with age either so I'm not sure if that's the flaw in this theory. lol Good write. Lad yJ

Reviewed by Bonnie May

Reviewed on April 4, 2008

Lovely write Ellen, very poetic indeed. Loved it. Love, Bonnie

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on April 4, 2008

ET, I am going now to have my bones evaluated, judging for its age they should bring a good price today! ! !

Georg

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on April 4, 2008

only by young or old fools Eileen, great poetic perspective

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Eileen...you have written BEAUTIFULLY what I have thought for so long...and I'm sure many others have as well!

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

There is relativity involved here E T. Aged items of sustenance, when you think of them, are all basically items of acquired taste. Many of those that do not lend respect to some aged folk, have not yet developed the necessary acquired taste. And, as in all cases human, respect must be earned. And many aged, unfortunately, have not earned respect. Another poem requiring some thinking and analysis. Which you know, I love. Jon Michael Willey

Reviewed by Emile Tubiana

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Dear Eileen, Who is aging? Only those who see themselves old. There is a french saying,"The old pots make the best soup". Love to all who consider themselves as belonging to the new and old old generations. Emile

Reviewed by Nicky Goodman

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Too true all - last verse esp. - i live on a retirement island - where old folk know how to party and take care of each other, mostly -except for the odd punch up on the Petanque courts (bowling)they are great, and i learn lots from their company -old folk ROCK!!! Great poem Eileen, cheers

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

This is so true Eileen, it seems that in America culture everything revolves around youth...how sad is that?
peace and love, Carole~

Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Totally agree with you, Eileen...and Karen V's comments. Too much technology in this "fast paced - throw away society". And it's sad. Great social commentary, T.L.!

Micke
(but now my mouth's watering over those cheeses and strawberries :o)

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Yeah ... it is sad, when the American culture places relevance on everything old except people.
Richard

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Awesome, I could tell you were going there...I love the old, I value them. I wrote a poem when I was about 15 for the elderly. I truly respect them to me they(most)are a treasure box full of wisdom.

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

well expressed--another of the tradgedies of this fast paced throw away society

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

So, so true... I have found that the older I get, the more I appreciate those older than me, except my husband... I have always appreciated him. hee, hee... :~)

Cryssa

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

We never learned the lesson from the Chinese.

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Age as is time is man made. We are all the same age, we just come and go at diffo times in the earths history...

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

I'm back and the very first thing II get to read is your poem about aging . . . I should be aggravated since yesterday was my sixty-ninth birthday (I love that number, but I've forgotten why), but I am not, because sixty-nine and me are happy with each other . . . Now, I may not say the same about next year's birthday . . . the dreaded seventy . . .

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

Amen to that. Very well said.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on April 3, 2008

I would put forth that maybe as we age people think we are cut too soon like fruit...e