This Ole Man

This Ole Man

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers

This Ole Man

 

 

This ole man
turns eighty

in the spring.
He still opens doors

for his wife

and offers his hand

to the small of her back.


This ole man

talks of war

and Chevrolets
and walks in the late

of evening.
He's loved only

one woman all his life.
She is the mother

of their three grown children,
and often completes

his sentences, when
he stumbles with remembering
her name…




This ole man
smells of wood

and pipe tobacco,
a scent that lingers within

the hollow of her heart,

even though he no longer can


open her door,
and offer his hand

to the small of her back.




photography by pixgood.com


© 2015 Kelly Scheppers


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Oh my darling, you make wrinkled faces more prestigious, and more adorable than the young blemish-less ones. The gentle and slow pace flow of the poem matches their journey.
Loved it!!
xx

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

9 Years Ago

I don't know about you, but I've decided to live forever and never, ever grow up! Lol, thank you, m.. read more
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9 Years Ago

bahaha :) yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beautiful, just beautiful poetry that captures the human spirit at its best Kelly in a lovely well constructed poem!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kelly Scheppers

9 Years Ago

I look at that picture, and think of myself at that age...perhaps poetry will be a long memory by th.. read more

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Added on April 26, 2015
Last Updated on April 26, 2015
Tags: love, aging, spring

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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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