"The Slide"

"The Slide"

A Poem by Randall

As I slide down, perhaps, one last time.
I know the end is nearer than the beginning.
But I will get in line for one more climb up the ladder.
One last trip down the slide.
Who knows, maybe two. 

© 2026 Randall


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Gee
Like this musing on the passing of time.
On site to illustrate our time left on this planet we pull out a tape measure 79 inches, average age of the demise of a British man, then put a finger on the number of our age. Being nigh on 64 years old it is sobering to see my 15 remaining inches(oh my wife wishes)
Good morning



Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Randall

2 Months Ago

Thank you, Gee. In days past, I have thought I wouldn't make 21 or 30 and so on. But I've taken aim .. read more



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Your words say so much, kindly and warmly, Randall. Every day is a gift, every moment is a person's right to inhale, cheer and laugh out loud! There are times when LOUD is allowed. Yes?

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Randall

2 Months Ago

Emma, thank you for your warm, gentle words. You seem to recognize what life is all about.
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Semper Fi, Randall. We are always Marines.

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Randall

2 Months Ago

Semper Fi, Chris.
This speaks to me in two ways: Being in my seventh decade I relate to it as recognition of the weariness of growing old. My second read through I took it as reference to reincarnation. It’s interesting and beautiful when a poem allows interpretation to vary based on the reader’s experiences.

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Randall

2 Months Ago

Michael, thank you. You are the first to catch that little bit of hope in the last line.

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Gee
Like this musing on the passing of time.
On site to illustrate our time left on this planet we pull out a tape measure 79 inches, average age of the demise of a British man, then put a finger on the number of our age. Being nigh on 64 years old it is sobering to see my 15 remaining inches(oh my wife wishes)
Good morning



Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Randall

2 Months Ago

Thank you, Gee. In days past, I have thought I wouldn't make 21 or 30 and so on. But I've taken aim .. read more
Youth is fleeting...too fleeting. No matter where we are in life, it seems to be that way. I like this and the fact that you show a black and white photo shows the passage of time and the longing to go back and do it all again.

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Randall

2 Months Ago

Thank you, Relic. And we all try to keep up, thinking it will last forever. It sounds like you have .. read more
Your poem feels like a gentle smile toward time, warm, hopeful, and full of that quiet courage you carry so naturally. I love how you turn even the nearness of endings into something tender, something worth climbing toward again.

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Randall

2 Months Ago

Curly Grace, Thank you. You are right, we as humans have decided to use time as a measurement for ou.. read more
That’s the stubborn grace of being alive—knowing the clock’s loud and still asking for one more ride.
Not denial, not bravado… just a human hand gripping the rail and saying again.

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Randall

2 Months Ago

Thank you, Thomas. Twenty years ago, I never would have even thought about this. I am beginning to t.. read more

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Added on January 30, 2026
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Allouez, WI