Allergic Poems - Poems about Allergic

I am allergic to greens, so none of that will do. It is my persnickety picky-eating cousin, Lulu. But surely you are not allergic to lettuce, I say. Oh, yes, and green beans and peas. The radish can stay. What about Brussel sprouts? I am allergic to them too. She says this with a lip that pouts. My strange cousin Lulu. What about...

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Shudder at the mention of a freeze living for an eighty degree breeze; I never cared for the cold, I am allergic to snow; Forever swaying with palm trees....

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I have a thought about an allergic love who knows if you had once as you claimt you will surely contact it to allergic....

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They come in with their hair dyed purple To match their lavender dress. Tops of their support hose showing We kids laugh a bit about it. If Daddy can reach us we might get a head tap. Mommy cannot sit by these old ladies. They no longer bathe, camouflaging their scent By dunking themselves into a pool of fragrances. Mom...

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Soup Friends... I thought I would share what my daughter send me this morning. She has poetry on here but doesn't come on much anymore. Sara Ralph Waldo Emerson April winds are magical and thrill our tuneful frames. The garden-walks are passional To bachelors and dames. My(Doris' poem) counter poem for the allergic and arthritic persons. April winds are nemesis and chill our achy...

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My shoes are filthy Frankly I am almost too busy to notice Ha Ha Ha Fooled no one I noticed their angst two or three days ago Choosing my time over their cleanliness They need to be put into washing machine But the couch and the chair refuse to help And I am so over doing laundry I have an allergy to cooking and cleaning...

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Her sneezes didn't prevent her and John Deere from seeking vengeance... leaving a carnage of dead grass and strewn tissues in her wake 6-2-18...

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As we unfold the sad stories untold, Behold to observe all, our hearts hold. Our soil is wet of blood of the bold. I wish their talents could be dugout Like platinum, diamond and gold. Some were sold to die, yet not old... Boredom is freedom with no kingdom We're dethroned and lost like Sodom. We...

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Over long winter hours Feeling angst about the enduring absence of a pleasant stasis, The ninja like treachery of nature, camouflaged in the subtly sweet aroma of hyacinth and spring dew, sneaks past the awaiting anticipation of discomfort. How long has it been since Nature’s sweet halter was again shown, Torturing lost companions with its overbearing presence? The relinquished thoughts...

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heady perfumes rise sweet gardenia scents the air helplessly I sneeze...

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I admit it, I'm allergic to my mother-in-law She gives me hives and makes me sneeze I've even been known to cough alot And, sometimes, I might even wheeze I mean it, that woman drives me crazy My face distorts and I twitch Even the smell of her stinky perfume Will just always make me itch Even if she calls me on...

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Exploding coffee machines Made me mad Annoyed when neighbor’s Dog barked Thumping sound of the young couple Making love rattling like animals Irritated me When somebody said good morning It sucked life out of me Margheritta without an egg yolk Made me wild. Only nephew of my billionaire aunt had a windfall, when she died. Good happens, troubles loom. From one-bed flat to a huge house missing my early dislikes I...

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Blueberries Strawberries I can eat those Dandelion Flower pollen My nose can tolerate those I don't know why I am so inclined to not be disturbed by these things that can cause pain and strife but I found out today that I am allergic to things going right...

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