Poetry: Retirement 7 Articles

by Linda Ann Nickerson

RUSTED, NOT BUSTED A vintage tractor, long past prime, I moved some mountains in my time. Yet newer models have replaced My usefulness, so I've been aced. My stuff is lost; I cannot roar. My turbo traction is no ...read more

by Joseph Wardy

Retire from a career... Begin the leisurely path. Retire from communicating... Begin a life of isolation. Retire from soul searching... Begin a clueless existence.read more

by Emma Willey

Retired and On the Road We retired from our jobs, decided to travel Anxious to explore before we unravel. We've worked all our lives and now we are free To drive through our country, find things to see. We find...read more

by James Ferguson

My company won't work with me, they won't hear me out, I'm trying to retire now, and work something out... If you let me retire, I promise to work later, after the sun has soaked my skin and made me look like an a...read more

by Borek Grotevant

End of the Line Never too old to re-evaluate re-assess reflect upon all that has been and still could be Never too old to love again revive again look at the brighter side of life again Never too old ...read more

by Duggen Firegem

I lay in bed Knowing there is No work for me I am retired I am free My days are mine To do a I will Long have I waited Now I am free It is a wonderful Feeling to be free From the hustle of workread more

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by Peter Gilchrist

The Island is the King When the world is Too much with us And us with it. And greed has Burst the emperor's robes, When markets cross The world Are at their limits, Then crowds cross borders All in desperate ...read more