Robert Joe Stout

Growing Old


There are times

when life splits

into so many joys


one just hangs on,

amazed. And times

when one is alone


in a garden

where nothing 

grows. And times


when one takes

someone's hand and says,

"Why were you gone so long?"





Over powdering stones

of what had been

a house

cascades of scarlet


wrap window,


but thorned,

bringing blood

when touched,


                        so much




Robert Joe Stout is a freelance journalist and currently resides in Oaxaca, Mexico. His essays, fiction, and poetry appear in a wide variety of commercial and literary magazines.



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