Turning the Tables on the Milkman

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Turning the Tables on the Milkman

Throw clothes over your birthday suit, it’s fast becoming dawn.
We need to be respectable, so put your jammies on.
The milkman will be coming and it would be a plus
if when we met him at the door, we had some clothes on us.
Mere speed will not suffice, dear. We also need some raiment.
No need to let the milkman in on our entertainment.

For milk upon our Fruit Loops, there are obstacles to hurdle
if we want to eat before the milk begins to curdle.
My walker in the hallway, your cane dropped on the floor,
the stairway to maneuver, the deadbolt on the door.
Folks as old as us should have passed this lusty phase.
Bed for us should merely be a place to laze.

So smooth your messy hair, dear, and try to look less daring.
No need to let the milkman in on fun times we’ve been sharing.
We should be sharing pastimes like t.v. and crossword puzzles.
Who would suspect that we are still into passion’s nuzzles?
So in spite of all the cheap jokes, no milkman will succeed me.
When it comes to filling orders, my wife still seems to need me!

Prompts for today are dawn, suit, platitude and plus.

15 thoughts on “Turning the Tables on the Milkman”

  3. isaiah46ministries's avatarisaiah46ministries

    Fantastic! I actually clapped! I once showed a college class a video of women over 60 speaking on being sexually active, at least one was over 80. The young people said, Eww! But I wanted them to see that life doesn’t stop for people on the 60th birthday or 65th birthday. I found such joy reading this poem. Let make love right up to the coffin!

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  6. slmret's avatarslmret

    Don the birthday suit; invite milkman for a glass; be respectable! A short haiku to say how much I love this poem!. Life may change with retirement, but it definitely doesn’t end!

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