Best Congestive Poems
EileenEileen was born 80 1/2 years ago
on the first day of winter on the ground a bit of snow
with a twinkle in her eyes and a healthy glow
having both outer and inner beauty to bestow,
Second oldest girl who blossomed and bloomed
living in Queens New York...
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Categories:
congestive, for her, mom, ,
Form:
Rhyme
Categories:
congestive, adventure, funny, imagination, inspirational,
Form:
Haiku
Self-DestructionLong ago in the not too distant future, whence temporal tense was but a phase,
I found myself afloat inside my head, from where I feared I'd fall within its haze.
Trapped by the door on the ceiling of my cranium's oubliette,
Where light had broken yonder...
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Categories:
congestive, addiction, death, depression, emotions,
Form:
Couplet
Labor Day ObservationsTell me again
This wealth you gasp and clamour for
This strategy you wield
From the invincible substratum
Where the hunt pursues the frenzied heart
And the congestive traffic of arteriosclerosis
For what do you deal
The long evenings swinging on the green and
The soul's sanity again?
I have checked for definitions
One...
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Categories:
congestive, on work and working,
Form:
Free verse
RedMom was always so energetic and vibrant
always practical how her time was spent
her house so orderly and well kept
tenants in her cottage paying her rent,
Then like on her mailbox a red flag went up
feeling tired she made doctor appointment to discuss
why suddenly she felt tired...
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Categories:
congestive, cancer, health, mom, mystery,
Form:
Rhyme
Living On a High-Wire TrapezeThirty years I have lived with chronic heart disease,
After heart surgery at fifty, more problems arrived,
I have felt like I am living on a high-wire trapeze
With faith in God and medical care I have survived.
After heart surgery at fifty, more problems arrived,
Diabetes, severe gout, arthritis...
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Categories:
congestive, feelings, health, me, sick,
Form:
Pantoum
Mom's DeathI will always recall the day
my mom died.
She was in recovery for
congestive heart surgery.
The work itself had gone well
but brought on massive clots
to the lungs.
I was an hour and a half away
and when I arrived,
Mom was talking to the doctor.
He had...
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Categories:
congestive, death, life, lovemom, brother,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Find It OddLast fall she was dancing up a storm
at her grandsons wedding attire adorned,
having more energy than the energizer bunny
twirling around having a demeanor very sunny,
Then late April of this year she felt fatigued
had labored breath and no gumption to eat,
blood test not only revealed anemia
but...
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Categories:
congestive, health, irony, mom,
Form:
Light Verse
Sorry, Barbara BushSaltine crackers have become my worst enemy
Add that to my rapidly-growing list of “do-not-eats”
Along with many common foods I considered treats
Salt, sugar, and fats, in general, are my archenemy.
Sorry, Barbara Bush,* you did not heed good advice
And lived it up with salty carbs and unsaturated...
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Categories:
congestive, endurance, food, health, heart,
Form:
Quatrain
April Ninth Four Score and Eleven Years AgoHow fast the years did clip and leap away,
till your Earth orbitz count ninety decades
+ uno journeys orbited around mister sun
encompassing metaphorical magnum opus
figuratively paginated bound compendium,
whereby chronology Boyce Brandon Harris
also known as papa san 'pon being drafted
his six foot 2 inch tiptop chiseled physique
(musculoskeletal...
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Categories:
congestive, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Elegy
An Emergency She Did EntailAn Emergency She Did Entail
This is what happened.
Was congestive heart failure
caused by pneumonia. Seems
to be latest thing.
She had started appearing frail and pale,
And several tests she would seem to fail;
Did worry;
Had to hurry;
Now in hospital when emergency did entail.
Jim Horn...
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Categories:
congestive, allegory, analogy,
Form:
Limerick
April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papaApril 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa
The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and file of entities constituting spiritus mundi.
Borne aloft into the netherland
the body bearing...
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Categories:
congestive, absence, age, anniversary, april,
Form:
Rhyme
Inevitable Demise Courtesy Grim ReaperSince advent of *****sapiens
objection overruled against immortality
all across millenniums humans
generated, amplified, and
idly reverberated (Billy me) rebel yell,
when finality 'twixt consciousness
eternal existence doth die as well
grievous news laudable hospice staff did tell
us (meaning yours truly plus
his deux darling siblings), I
in addition to older and younger...
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Categories:
congestive, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
I Love My Hindu View of ResurrectionYou and I are different, apparently separate, and end the same at our END
Death is that unannounced birthday gift, we never open in life
When I entered the world, I didn't receive it, and failed to comprehend
Our sure END; parents don't mention it, not even that...
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Categories:
congestive, analogy, atheist, bible, death,
Form:
Verse
Only Son Forsaking His Filial Promise To Father On His DeathbedAfter papa succumbed
to congestive heart failure
October 7th, 2020 yours truly
neglected fulfilling promised score.
I did shirk maintaining bond
with youngest sister
who when a boy especially fond
regarding said sibling
whereat myself and and Shari Todd
played cat and mouse
chasing each other to pond
necessitating both of us to traverse
wooded thicket simultaneously
waving...
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Categories:
congestive, absence, age, allegory, autumn,
Form:
Rhyme