The best poetic writing addresses youthful passion:
what am I to do?
Sagging flesh and flagging minds is cliché among my kind.
How unseemly it would be to relive my lusty days.

What am I to do?
I could revisit summer nights fifty years ago,
how unseemly it would be to relive my lusty days
but I'm not ready to subside into aged platitudes.

I could revisit summer nights fifty years ago
and shock the senior writing group,
I'm not ready to subside into aged platitudes.
Besides, I noticed Able Johnson sneaking looks at me.

I'll shock the senior writing group
and confess my early life:
encourage Able Johnson sneaking looks at me--
there's one more go-round in me yet.

I will confess my early life.
a scintillating expose,
there's one more go-round in me yet.
I think I saved my white-fringed dress.

A scintillating expose
ripe with suggestive messages
I think I saved my white-fringed dress.
Browning says the last is best.

Superb!

Thank you, MC. Gyppo has been holding down the fort in the poetry division for too long. I hope this board might be revitalized. Writing forums, on the whole have fallen into disuse which makes me sad. I remember your poetry from long ago--I believe as far back as the old MWC. Will you post a few here? Thank you so much for the read and comment.

boy you really know how to make this forms come alive--they have an organic quality.

the introduction of the flirty old man really cinches this one.

Yep, there's a few flirty old men who still have one more go-round in them---I managed to snag me one :)