On Retirement

Plaque Freebird

On Retirement

(A Roundabout Poem)



Often wondered , what would I be?

To what would I aspire?

Under the sun

Could I have fun,

After I retire?

I desire to take a flier,

Before my days are done.

Truth be told,

I am an old Worn out son-of-a-gun.

That doesn’t mean that I can’t run,

Or be a little bold.

Because, you see,

That I am free

  To seek my pot of gold.

Gonna fly ‘fore these bones get cold

To find what’s there to see.

I’ll climb higher

Before I tire

And face eternity.


Author Notes This plaque was on the back of a park bench near Vermilion falls in Hastings, Minnesota. It seems to carry the essence of this poem perfectly. Bravo to those who commemorated this free spirit in such a manner, in such a lovely spot.

This poem is a Roundabout. I have Sunnilicious, a fellow FanStorian, to thank for bring it to my attention. She spotted it in a Reader’s Digest poetry contest, and tried it herself. Of course, I had to give one a run too. Hope you like it! 

Here’s the rules. A Roundabout is a poem with four each, 5 line stanzas, with a fixed rhyme scheme and unique syllable count. The twenty total lines mix together four sets of rhymes (a,b,c,and d rhymes) that intermix but begin and end with the ab rhymes.

The rhyme scheme for those 4 stanzas is: abccb bcddc cdaad dabba. 

The syllable counts are as follows: 8/6/4/4/6, repeating the same for each stanza.

The author took this photograph at Vermilion Falls Park, in June, 2012.

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