Going Gray

I sat down, penned some verse today
about being thirty and going gray

This only occurs when depression strikes
and out comes all of my cynical bites

Riffing on folks for being religion's b***h
or how Christine O'Donnell is a witch

or how Michelle Bachman is so crazy
and how many on the dole are so lazy

I should be packing and going home
to the place near where the bison roam

back down to Otto Von's Moniker
as I see my unread copy of Conagher

Moving sucks, as does moving on
Connections severed, they are gone

Now me and my ever-stressed spouse
can sell this sinkhole of a house

but this bullshit goes on evermore,
eyeballs deep, a plethora galore

and the God-numbered hairs change hue
as the sky may change from gray to blue

Age thirty, having to start all over
Giving away pets, not ones called Rover

Too young to die, but never for change
Like a limp biscuit, feeling all rearranged

Going gray on top feels so strange
but this life is the wide, open range

Author's Note

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

You're poem made me smile. I feel your pain.
Sounds like a stressed time. Things will get better!

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Another biting commentary, and oh so true! Every day I wash my hair, and more goes down the drain. But, I assure you my young-ish friend, the older you get, the less s**t you'll want to pack around with you.
Great poetry Ken, I am always happy to read your thoughts, musings, etc....

[Brad]

turning 30....sigh, i remember that day...like it was 11 years ago...sniff sniff

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. it is an excruciating journey that you write about here ... and write about it beautifully ... the rhyming is just effortless ... i wish sometimes that life was as effortless too ... yet, and this may sound exceedingly cynical, if we don't see it for what it is ... or feel the pain that it inflicts ... then we would be succumbing to a blissful ignorance ... but it would be ignorance nonetheless ... and so ... when i read writing which is as profoundly insightful and true as this ... i feel that ... for the one million or more that don't know ... at least one more knows ... at least one more accepts ... at least one more is likely to hence find a true solution and resolution ... i think patience is the key ... don't know for sure though ... just my thoughts ...

[Teri B]

As I have often been told, and only started to believe when a younger man fell for me, age is just a number. Ignore those gray hairs -- they add distinction, let me tell you. I love a guy with gray hair. As to the rest...ah, my friend, that there is life, and don't it just suck??? Nevertheless, don't you just love it? Even when you could scream in fury and frustration, you would cling to it, protect it fiercely, and do you wanna know why?

It's simple...because it's YOURS!

Embrace it...and take us along for the ride as you go! *smiles and hugs ya*

[Ed Hart]

going thirty with a touch of gray...no simp

[Chris]

The part about "Starting over..." I really hope THAT was just a commentary and not reality. We live as we can. Take care Ken.

Chris

[NightShade]

Your sly wit shines through the touch of gray in this clever rhyme.