Poem: A Little YELLOW Bag of Freckles 🌻
9 April 2024 - a poem about ageing
A LITTLE YELLOW BAG OF FRECKLES by Chasey Delaney - 9 April 2024
the eyes and the voice
are the only two things
which stay the same
throughout our entire life
give or take for throat
removal and cataracts
other complications
trusting we retain
some form of natural
abilities and maybe if
I laid of smoking I wouldn't
be so croaky maybe if my
eyes were visibly broken
not just behind the scenes
the general consensus is
that these two windows
to the soul and radio
psyche which I just made up
maybe we should fall in love
with those and grow old
consciously happiest
I am aging swiftly
and signs of youth have
shifted I crackle when
I breath and can't see
anything without glasses
I squint my eyes and grit
my teeth and cough
and wheeze and carry
the weight of the world
not only on my shoulders
but the cutest compliment
said to me is that I carry
everything in the yellow
bags of freckles underneath
my pale gray eyes
the colour of sky that's
darkened ready to
rain….
Thank you for reading!?
CHASEY DELANEY
APRIL 9 , 2024