just silliness

Brain Putters

I am a baby to Ada who turns 91 in 5 days

I am a granny to Daisy turning 11 next month

I am a mother to Katie hovering neath 40 and some

I am a friend to Rachel, Janey, Carla, and Ann

All  within a decade of the age that I am

It's the number of years I've lived in this body on earth

The time that has past since my momma gave birth

To the one who is me and like none other it seems

I've got my own way of being whatever that means

I write things down and sometimes they rhyme

Sometimes they have rhythm and sometimes it's fine

Often I go off and run out of all of my words

Telling a tale of what someone else heard

And just when I get to the best part of that story

My 65 year old brain putters out 

and          loses       all      of       its       g   l  o   r   ...






Poetry by Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-10-18 at 01:14

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Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm charmed. Thank you for sharing these "brain putters"!

Y, its writing poetry that helps our grey matter to keep working, yours is firing on all cylinders, thanks for the smile.

Rob Graber
Which goes to show that "silliness" can be both evocative and provocative!!

Enjoyed this. Good write.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
pretty sweet stuff : )

endings are over-rated. best to fade out gracefully—putt, putt, pu . . .

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this! :) Your brain is just fine and I love the way it works.