Best Convalescing Poems

I had a quarrel with my own life 
I didn’t want to divulge it to anyone I knew
It was then I met the one who...

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What do you
think of me now?

I hear you say what
a brat I am and how
I made you do it
the hits, the hurts,
the names you called
me-well,...

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Black russian; White russian If 
you dare o0zing sex on the beach 
strolls down mem~o~rized long
Island ice tea left me stranded on A 
one night...

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There is a spy within me
tapped into suspicions
one eye zeroed in
round the clock

There is a ward
of smuggled wounds
convalescing in my notebooks
smudged so badly
that only I...

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My friends are convalescing
In their beds they lay
The truth there lies before me
Future come what may

Aches are my companion
Pain a faithful friend
Rigor mortis is a...

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i let myself go and accept the blessing
you unveil my inner self to view
i feel as if i am needfully convalescing
for this feeling is so...

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Talking of obscenity 
you were undressing 
to show the scars.

It was and it was not
a display of is. Little
raw wound.

The lungs will not take
this insult...

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Remember when I was small
Never had to worry bout anything
Every morning when I awake
Had breakfast and start playing

Playing cricket and football
Going in the bush for...

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MY LIFE IN VERBS
by
 JOHN M. ARRIBAS





Nothing, Something Treading, Swimming, Navigating,  Vibrating, Penetrating, Dividing, Multiplying, Forming, Shaping, Moving, Kicking, Exiting, Crying, Breathing, Seeing, Sleeping,...

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I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast, 
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly...

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I HAVE A CALL ON MY LIFE
A CALL ON MY LIFE
BY DIVINE NATURE THIS IS WHY
THIS IS WHY
WHY
HOLY BLESSINGS CONVALESCING
BE TRUE INTERCESSION
I HAD (I HAVE...

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I cried  my heart out
For i am hurting, but no one pays attention 
Ozone depletion my signature symptom 
But they wouldn't let go
I cried...

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Translation



               ~Her Attentive Daughter~



Before winters sun; she awakes.
A nice, warm, shower,...

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So I finally let a new girl in
Convalescing and vulnerable
Tired of playing the field
Wanting to remember how to feel

And yes she made me feel
How she...

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I relished being hungry for leftover Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

(a poetic partial fiction 
blended, diced, fricaseed, 
marinated, mixed, pureed, sautéed, 
stewed... with fact)

Hmm... on...

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