Health Poems (230)

Under the casuarina tree
where the sand meets the sea
and the gulls drift in the breeze
as they live a life of ease
where the whitecaps show the way
of the wind having it's say
and different colours allow the sea
to show the depths there may be
and the clouds march along
the horizon big and strong
where the warmth of your touch
relaxes me so much
i feel the coils unwind
as i leave the week behind
and drift into that place
where time has no grace
amidst my thoughts and dreams
i am relaxed and so it seems.......

At first the enemy struck and I felt weak,
Pointed needles stung, future bleak,
A shroud of grey draped hairless skin,
Hiding fear and loneliness deep within,
Dreary clouds roamed darkened skies,
As icy winds burned tearful eyes,
Then slowly...Heavenly Light appeared,
In golden beams that quelled my fears,
Thoughts of losing summoned strength,
To battle back and not relent,
I have now found peace inside the war,
Therein lies my victory roar,
Emerging from my trench to brave the slant,
Prognosis seems irrelevant.

Life is so delicate
so absolutely unique
so many walks of life
so many pleasures that you seek
for some tho a different tale
not much fun at all
illness rears its ugly head
no joys to befall
it may come at an early age
and suffer all childhood thru
others get struck down later
when life has its own view
spare a thought for those who seek
a better quality of life
with prayers they reach for the stars
to overcome their strife
this is my prayer ...my word
with ink that flows with love
may your journey be a happy one
guided from above
may the earth abound in all its glory
to help you along the way
to assist you in your healing
one step at a time day after day
may the friends you have show you
what real love is all about
from the depths of their caring
from the humour in their shout
i wish you well like so many do
united we may change
the outcome of your destiny
brave people and their pain.........

Total silence, there are no sounds
All around blackness abounds
Where am I? I do not know
As I lay here time moves so slow

I cannot move, I think I’m dead
The thought of this fills me with dread
For all eternity here I will lay
And slowly rot into decay

And then the sun brings morning again
I remember, I am trapped, here in my brain

My nose drips like a leaky faucet
I can't enjoy the things that I eat
My head is fuzzy
My heart is beating too fast
All I want to do is sleep
Where did I get this cold?
Was it from a coworker?
Was it from a public place like the mall?
I wish I would have gotten my flu shot
I wish I could sleep better
My head is hot
I think I'll curl up on the couch and watch tv
The Office, Super Bowl playoff games, and Stepbrothers
I have a cold and it sucks

He stared at me with ashen face,
A miserable handshake too,
Before his mouth could spew the words,
"Results not good" .....I knew.
Prognosis on a mere sheet of paper,
My body returning to mud,
Written in red I'm reading in tears,
His handwriting...my warm blood.
In haste my fate did travel,
Fast on the wings of bad news,
Warped and distorted my story broke free,
As the truth landed battered and bruised.
One fatal mistake they all did make,
In predicting my impending doom,
That power belongs to God in his Heavens,
So I haven't yet ordered my tomb.

SENSITIVE REFINING
 
Ginger Running Down my Throat
Clearing Out Poisons I have Spoke
Sage Lit up Like An Angel On Call
Positive Aromas I Enhale A Toke
 
Ginseng Leaves Room To RemoveTasteless Thoughts
Angelica Pushes me Through More Doors
Aniseed Relieves Of Indegestion Ways
Valerian ROOT Changes Nerves Taught
 
When We Attune Start To Understand The Being Within
We Want Wot is Best For Our Bodies So Empty Out
Wot Feels grim ...
 
When We Begin The Sensitive Road We Walk
We Suddenly Get More of an Urge To Draw Out
Wot Feels Grim
 
We Become So Refined In Choice
Refining Every Tune We Play
Sensitive to Every Sound
Wot We take In 4 the day
 
Sensitive We Are
Refining All Things On Our path

She smiled as she closed the front door
A smile that never quite reached her eyes
For a moment she studied the floor
So very intrigued by the various dyes
Her feet tapped a rhythm as her body moved
She turned the stereo on with the right beat
Alone she decided it was time to groove
Music had always made her complete

"Change the beat the rhythm is too slow
I have got to dance, just watch me go
Here on my dance floor is where I glow
My body is hot as it goes with the flow
Every twist, turn or step I know
My body will even bend like a bow"


It was her time she made no apologies
No one to answer to or take care of now
No running nose due to allergies
No wondering if for this time will allow
She rock like a sixteen year old
She wined like a belly dancer
Her moves are daring and bold
Even she wonders if she is from Asia

Then she took a moment as her breath slowed
She stopped the music and really smiled
She felt her body ached, ebbed and flowed
At the mirror she stuck her tongue out like a child
She cared not if her reflection approved
In this time, at this place she was her own boss
It was her time and she just grooved
Sweat, stress and worries her only loss

Drawing slowly and deeply exalting it's life .
A giving force of exaltation. Breathe a deep sigh giving
Fullness of power and Might. As. Gentle
As a morning doves flight .
A misty stillness lingers throughout the night.
Caressed by its gentle coolness to fufill
Its course in life. A lover's Destiny to embrace life.

I am the obsessive
And I am the compulsive
I sit on your shoulder
And hurl abuse

Everything you do
Over and over I question
Til you no longer
Believe in yourself

I will shake you and break you
Until you’re a gibbering wreck
Throw in a dash of paranoia
Finally my work is done