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Belt
I’m getting old.
Not trousers rolled old.
But wearing my belt
like the equator old.
It separates the northern
hemisphere from the southern,
And my gut hangs across
me like the Milky Way.
Just a leather line of distinction
separates
between who I am becoming
and who I thought I was.
The buckle, the only
closed gate damming
up the disproportions.
Visual evidence of
my incongruence.
I feel top heavy with
an umbilical stub
leading on.
Infancy and efficacy
bound with a body bracelet.
Gerald the Writer 
>This was terrific, Jerry. I'll never look at a belt the same way again."I feel top heavy with an umbilical stub leading on. Infancy and efficacy bound with a body bracelet" – those lines were stellar!
>ha. i agree with talon…i can see a very clear picture though and as i get older i understand more and more…time for me to diet…nice one shot
>Makes me want to nudge down my belt just a skosh – but then my pants would fall down!Fun One Shot, Jerry!
>OMG this was a great poem! I didn't know if I should smile, or feel sorry for MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!!!!WysteriaGod Bless you and your family
>I agree with Talon, this was terrfic! "Bound with a body bracelet" with a "buckle"… "damming up the disproportions" –what a description!
>This is great!Teresa
>Jerry this is a Great write…and the"between who I am becoming and who I thought I was"I can really relate to that as I get older…my mind is living in its 20's …then this poem brings me back into the new century….loved it…bkm
>Very interesting… the way you have vividly picturised getting old… I liked it.ॐ नमः शिवायOm Namah ShivayaTwitter: @VerseEveryDayBlog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/
>Oh that was a good one, had a smile on my face through the whole poem. ; )
>the milky way…the equator…northern and southern hemisphere…great picturesque write jerry! really enjoyed this…so when will you start your diet…lol