Backache Poems - Poems about Backache

...Have I got my glasses And my hearing aid My bottle of mineral water No fizzy lemonade I cannot find my handbag Or my money purse Putting on my shoes Have made my bunions worse I have a box of......

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...Part of me says yes, yes, yes to a hot air balloon ride. The other part shrieks NO! Because we know what could happen. It happened once in Iowa, and the photos were on the front page of newspapers.......

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...What will become of you Worries me.. she told me.. You need to get a job.. Earn money... she said.. She had had her job for 38 years. For 38 years they'd tried to kill her. They bought her......

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...Her voice is grating. It comes through the walls. Loud and gritty, it gives me a backache. I can barely tolerate it. I am so glad she is only assigned to this school for two days. Every single wo......

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...7/22/21 People continuing to show hate As if they themselves are so great While the planet continues to rotate Boy you need a lot more than Colgate You thought it did, but it carried no weig......

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...What's ailing my stomach, Is causing me a heartache, And a backache, Ache like an acne, Stubborn Stubborn to the bone marrow To the morrow With chances so narrow For glances Or advances shal......

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...Barmaid Betty Barmaid Betty's big bouncy boobies beggar belief, bada bing bada boom. But being blessed by bountiful breasts brings burdens, bada bi......

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...My natural habitat is outside Why would anyone want to be anywhere else? I had forgotten how peaceful it is God’s sunlight saturates my pores in a loving way My backache and neck ache are readi......

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...Just let me die! She screamed. Let me DIE! She wanted to because that would have been a relief. They left nothing in here, so hurting herself was not happening. But she could yell and scream and t......

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...The Prince and the Fairy-- See the soaring of the prince, I think he's angry at the vince. He finds it hard to see the flowers, Overshadowed by the glorious towers. Who is that standing ......

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...When you go deep in your silence, there is nothing can break you but the faint sound of your days and when you read my poetry you will know that I am a farmer from the south my father has planted me ......

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...Nothing bothers me, not today. I relax into the knowledge. No one can irritate me. Because I have done my best, today. Delighted forty people, maybe more… Children - second, third and fourth gr......

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...My Gallery In upper part of my body A cognitive bell rings From a dial-up connection of live wires The modem is working just To repeatedly provide the facsimile of Barren and bald paths ......

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...Time slips away In a brisk flow, Ooze of nine days Where writes don't show. A spinal pain From a wound old, Comes yet again As hurt unfolds. A pain so deep As backache sheers, To di......

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...Truism Wit of wife sharp as knife. Observation Easy to see you love hyperbole. Insult You’re so fat you're a habitat. Emotional I easily cry when feeling......

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