Category: Poetry

#Poetry 10/24/18

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She is weak with worry

Real or imagined

Pain unending

Every nerve sparking

She should be gone

But somehow she stays

Trapped by inertia

Revolving

Insane

 

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Writing It Out ~ Lame Attempt At Poetry

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The women from Grey’s dance it out.  I write it out.  Today I found a journal of mine from May 2000.  What a blast from the past.

As I strolled down memory lane re-reading my prose, I realized the more things change, the more they stay the same.  So much for growth. I am done.  Not growing.  I am done complaining.  I am tossing my minor cares to the wind.  Grateful for everything I have which is plentiful.

She’s going down

Ready to blow

At the end of her rope

Thinking up things

That may never come true

Not knowing

Which way to move

Damned if you do

Damned if you don’t

Creating inertia

Continue to float

In a sea of morass

All the while knowing

This too shall pass

As always, more to come.

Acrostic

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Powerful waves

Adversely affecting

Internal feelings

Never-ending

this can’t be right but supposedly osteoporosis does not cause pain

some days are better than others and today it hurts 😦

Wah, wah.  Boo Hoo.

Perspective

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Forget the past

The past is gone

Don’t predict the future

Or you’ll likely be wrong

Live now

Stop

Breathe

Find the good

In all you see

As always, more to come.

Poetic Punishment

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Turning up the heat

To punish myself

For all my wrongs

Both

Those that are real

And

Those that are imagined

The brain is dizzy

The thoughts are spinning

The heat gets hotter

 

If Only …

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If only

I had a second chance

I’d  go back to 2014

Before the bottom fell out

Before medication numbed 

But did nothing to cure her pain

Before the treatment

That was worse than the disease

Took hold and grew roots

The disease that is elusive and cunning

That you try to thwart 

As it blows right past

You do the best you can

With what you know at the time

Your best is good enough

Why can’t I believe that?

Because maybe that’s the lie I tell myself

To get through another day

As always, more to come

Lame Attempt At Poetry

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The dam is about to break

I am about to crumble

All the pent of feelings

Will be released

And allow me to stumble

Fight the good fight they say

Nothing to worry about

But how does one know that

My mind is screaming

Forever churning

Too much thinking

Stop! Enough already

Get out of your head

And into the zone

Of peaceful meditation

That uplifts your soul

As always, more to come.