Sunday, 23 September 2018

Life Hurries On

Life hurries on and at this moment,
at this very moment
she is touched by the touch of his hands,
one slipped twixt her breasts,
the other feeling its way to her pants

Old she may be, all wrinkles and rickety limbs,
but she is grateful to him for the attention he gives,
for she lives and she breathes and she wants and she needs
and she is beautiful both inside and out.

He is as ancient as she is, memory fading and pissing of pants,
fears of tomorrows’ and the forbidding ‘no dad, you can’t(s).’  
It’s not right dad.  You’re too old dad.  Seriously,
I think it’s a teeny bit grubby.  No dad, forget it, you just can’t. 
You can’t fall in love again – you just can’t.

But he loves her and the drive is still there,
keeps him alive and in this moment of passion he lives how he loves,
gives all that he is to this woman he holds in his hands. 
He is beautiful.

He is all over her and she loves it,
loves the love of it, the intimacy of it,
maybe   even the lust of it, but it’s a want and a need,
and she loves the feelings that come with it,
that powerful needing and wanting, the soon to be ecstasy
as he fumbles his way  to her heart.

Anna :o]

As an ancient one, this article  'How to have great sex in later life' in Patient interested me greatly as it touches on the sexuality of the more mature individual, the older and wiser person, as I am.  :o]

There is a certain societal taboo with regards to us older folk having sex as it somehow feels ‘dirty’ to those younger than us, for as we all know sex is that wonderful drug that is only the property of the young…  I do remember as a spotty teenager hoping beyond hope that my parents had only had sex three times resulting in me and my brother and sis, for it didn’t bear thinking about that they actually would do that for the sheer enjoyment of it, as they were far far to old, and it just wouldn’t be right.  I also remember my eldest son (teenage then) asking if his dad and I still had sex for he never heard us…  None of your business son!

Shared with the good folk at Poets United, hosted by the lovely Mary.  Cheers Mary!

Image:  Courtesy of Pexels.


Sumana Roy said...

Love is the best emotion one can have and it's so much better than hatred. Everyone should enjoy their life with love. "None of your business son!" Aw...that's a sweet scolding Anna :)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Love lifts the heart at any age. I imagine his children are scandalized....but when they age, they will understand better. Old folks need love too. Well done, Anna.

brudberg said...

This is so touching, especially the way children's voice, as if lovelife was something for youths... really love the rhythm in this poem as well.

Henry Mitchell said...

The young think they have a monopoly on passion. They haven't a clue.

Mary said...

I love the honesty in this true, I think that children can never think of their parents experiencing passion! You captured it so well.

Anmol (HA) said...

This is such a significant verse, in how it tackles the taboos associated with the sexuality of "others". These others can be gender and sexual minorities, people with disabilities and those who have crossed a certain numerical age in life.

I so admire this perspective of this lovemaking which is as beautiful as any other. There's passion in it, and there's a romantic spirit which is endearing. I loved it.


Wendy Bourke said...

An awesome piece! I subscribe to the notion that you 'gotta live - until you die' … and loving, in all its ways, in a big part of living. T thought that this poem is well constructed … you begin with a straightforward, honest ease that sets the tone, throughout. I also thought that the way in which you include snippets of dialogue (something I often struggle with) was done seamlessly and to great effect.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Bravo, I say!

R.K. Garon said...

Yup! Intimacy and true love are inseparable.

Susan said...

The intimacy and sexuality keeps them BOTH alive, I imagine. Nicely drawn, good poem.

Vandana Sharma said...

Society has its own rules and lovers have their own rules, so one should follow what one wants to!

Vicki Rogers said...

Good one! Love is love at any age.

annell4 said...

A really touching piece. Yes,strange as it may seem, we are all human even if we are old, and expressing ourselves through sex is as ordinary as eating and sleeping, even if the young think it is only for them. Glad you wrote this poem!!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Gosh this is so poignant! Bravo 💞

Gillena Cox said...

Beautiful celebration of love Anna

Thanks for dropping in at my sumie Sunday this week

much love...

Rommy said...

As someone who plans on being a dirty old woman who lives her life to the fullest, I appreciate the sentiment in this piece. May those oldsters have a grand old time getting to know each other. :)

Thotpurge said...

So beautiful that one can find that connection, no matter at what age! Like how you've pulled in the viewpoint of the children!

dsnake1 said...

this is so honest, and touching. older people need to live, and love too.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

Beautifully said!!