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On reaching old age

By Colin Ian Jeffery

PROMPT—I am grateful for ...

Time is fleeting in its passing

And does jolt the memory

Recalling images of long ago

When life seemed to stretch far away

Safe from Death’s stalking shadow.

As a child I thought as a child

Seeing only bright summer days

With friendships I thought to last forever

And parents who could never die

Old age a distant foreign land.

Now walking the land of the elderly

Old bones and old man troubles

Wondering how long before Death

No longer stalks but claims me

And time is no longer fleeting and stops.


Colin Ian Jeffery is a modernist poet, a movement with development of imaginism stressing clarity, precision in the economy of language. He has a strong reaction against war, tyranny, and oppression of the truth. While unlike other poets in the modernist movement like Dylan Thomas and Ezra Pound, he has a profound faith in God. Colin writes from Caterham Surrey, England.


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