Men's Gossip

all our sons are men
capable of operating
independently in life

they watch us enter
the age of angioplasty
bifocals and prostate scares

without thought we were them
or as we are
they too will be

yet ideally
to whom else
should we speak

our fears and longings
preparing them
and ourselves for the dark

the generation gap or trap
persuades us into
this dance of opposites

who might rather be brothers
at a median age
seated together

warm firm flesh
between the skeleton
and the clothes

giving voice
to the beauty
death makes piquant

and by the likeness
in our faces
showing liking

Other poems by Tony Beyer