Midlife Musings

Midlife Musings I

Early-English Style

By Ellen Sue Spicer-Jacobson

I originally posted this in www.menupause.info under the title Menopausal Musings, but I think it really belongs here, since it is about growing older and longing for a companion. The words in CAPS are now extinct, so I put their definitions at the end of each line of the poem. It was a challenge to write, and I had a lot of fun doing it. Writing rhymes takes my mind off my problems, so it has a healing effect.

 

 

Ah, my CHAIR DAYS are here, there is no cure.  (indicates evening of life)

I rant and I rage as I CHANTEPLEUR  (to sing & weep at same time)

Oh, for a BOONFELLOW to hold me tight (warm companion)

And banish the MUBBLE FUBBLES day and night.  (melancholy)

Once I was a BELLIBONE, a bonnie lass.  (lovely maiden)

No PRICKMEDAINTY could match my sass. (a dandy)


I received TUZZY MUZZIES by the score  (nosegays)

And LIP-CLAPS and TIPSY-CAKES at my cottage door. Â (kisses) & (cakes saturated with wine or liquor)

Ah, my chair days are here, I don’t  need a cure

Just a MERRY-GO-SORROW so I can chantepleure. (Tale evoking mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.)


Extinct words are from Poplollies & Bellibones: A Celebration of Lost Words by Susan Kelz Sperling

3 Responses to “Midlife Musings”

  1. Sylvia Says:

    ES…
    I love this poem! I can feel the angst!! Also, the pics of the flowers “tuzzy muzzies” are just perfect. Thanks for sharing this medieval-feeling story that still rings true in today’s world! hugs, sylvia

  2. Suza Francina Says:

    Count your blessings that you are freeeeeeeeee!!!

  3. Suza Francina Says:

    And get a loyal, intelligent dog who loves you unconditionally… go out in nature with your dog…and discover your true nature…there is no human being on earth who excudes the joy and boundless energy of a dog…it is contageous and will renew your spirit…go run with the wolves (dogs)

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