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Clean Bill Of Health
by Asuncion, Bernard F.
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by Ellison, Jack
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Binging and overindulging with chocolate after a hectic day at work
Eating more than ten fun size chocolate candies without any pause
Risking the glucose levels of blood to rise to a higher unhealthy level
Affecting the progress made with nutrition modification and exercise
Fruits are now an essential element in the daily food requirements
Keeping at bay the sugar cravings that add pounds to the waist
Eating more healthy, the overall health improves dramatically
Achieving a transformed new body and a clean bill of health
For Its Time To Fess Up Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Lin Lane
Seventh Place
2-22-16
Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron | Year Posted 2016
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Colors of life
Sometimes you may think you know but life has a way of reminding you that you know nothing,
You may think you are strong only for your strength to fail you half way the journey,
Or worse still even before you make your first step.
You may think that you have the entire universe at the palm of your hands,
Or on top of the world with every one fighting for your attention,
But behold! In a split second it dawns on you that it was all vanity,
Your physician gives you a clean bill of health but hours later you’re swept by a mere common cold,
You think you are the wisest person of your time only to be brought down by a village idiot,
You think you have the courage to face tomorrow and all it brings your way,
But the realization that even today just ended by the sheer grace is heart rending;
Your heart is already too weak to take it anymore….
You are caught up between a hard place and a rock, very tough choices to make,
Unfortunately it’s your heart that is trapped in between and you are trading your own happiness,
You chose to let it flow oblivious of the turbulence and storm that threatens to cup size your boat,
And now the sea is stormy, rough and wild, threatening your very own existence,
You’re once haven of peace, tranquility and serenity is rocked with uncertainty,
And now a million dollar question; do you still let it flow or you give it up and just let it go?
The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything,
They just make the most of everything taking each day as it comes with a brave smile,
Opening their eyes and ears to only those things which bring them joy…
Living each day the best way they could as though there is no tomorrow…
In only three words I can sum up all have learned about life-it goes on.
Copyright © wycliffe asanya | Year Posted 2014
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Just like football i am....
like a religion in all things i do
dedicated in love,and family life
with skinbob soon to be my wife
I don`t slide offside or any foul play
i am who i am,and live for today
boasting a clean bill of health that money cant buy
if help is needed then i will certainly try
To give my help care or support
to whatever has been bought
or be a good thing has gone on
i am the first to say "hey well done"
Copyright © Paul Beadnall | Year Posted 2011
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New paint, new flooring, chairs of blue
Fresh carpet in the hall
A lovely place to sit and wait
Doctor's office slow crawl
What will the outcome be this time
A clean bill of health-mine
Be happy, don't worry honey
Unless death angel design
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2016
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My sister had a clean bill of health
on her return from Egypt
took a turn for the worse,in three months
from a cheerleading choreogragher
To a bed ridden, gaunt cancer patient
she fought and fought without a murmer
until her fight did succomb
my mother,best friend and pillow of strength
We recieved a call from the hospice
a drastic change from the night before
family called from miles around
in my view,poor lass held on
For us all to gather around her bedside
as she took her final straw like breath
slipped away,out of pain
each leaning forward, our kisses goodbye.
Diagnosed July Called to rest, October. 2008
My last hour . Rest peacefully Shirley
SPONSOR .Robb A. Kopp
Title . " MY LAST HOUR " Paul Beadnall 20/7/11
Copyright © Paul Beadnall | Year Posted 2011
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Got a clean bill of health
From my doctor today
So I'm feeling darn good
That's needless to say!
For a man of my age
That's a pretty good thing
Thought one or two parts
Would need replacing
But hooray, hallelujah
I'm good for a while
No need for pills
Can't wipe off the smile!
With a positive outlook
You've won half the battle
It's mind over matter
Just don't ya get rattled!
I could surely continue
For many more verses
There's no funeral pending
So send back the hearses
© Jack Ellison 2012
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2012
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C-lean bill of health
A-ims to make you glad;
R-emain fine all the time,
O-therwise you'll be sad.
L-ife's clean bill of health
I-s not taken away;
N-either do things go wrong,
A-ugust twenty-fourth Thursday.
C-lean bill of health
A-llows you to smile;
P-lease your heart with laughter,
U-sing not the guile.
N-ever forget that wellness is worthy as worldly wealth;
O-pen your soul and mind to clean bill of health.
Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017
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Friend Friends Everywhere
5000 friends and not a drop of care.
It's like being stranded in the middle of the ocean with no water to digest-
Remember "Water Water everywhere -
pEOPLE pEOPLE Everywhere
I ADMIRE YOUR ATTIRE
Behind that profile pic.
NOT TOO BLIND TO see someone
DRINK
DROPS OF BLOOD.
FROM YOUR PRICKED FINGER.
Clean bill of health.
Can’t taste that yummy meal you display
or believe that imagery
Humans make oceans of people
Stranded yet watchful
Ears, eyes of little use;
NOSE of no use
when sailing in friendships
A SEA OF FRIENDS
“who is really who”
Stranded on Facebook island
I watch
With discernment
Salty people
Unknown to the nose
Can’t smell you, to tell if you.’
oh well...
Discernment is the spirit I use:
Oceans and seas of salty
Facebook friends
And not a drop to drink.
Copyright © Vicki Acquah | Year Posted 2017