Best Exercise Poems

Spider’s exercise
Abseiling down silken threads
Moonlight casts shadows

28th September 2015...

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I once knew a poet named Cecile
Call her skinny and hear her spiel
   I'm petite with small bones
  I have fat and rolls she groans
If I called you names how'd you feel   

So she decided things had to change
 Lifting...

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Excise Exercise 1.

Today is the Day she prints out her poems-
a careful first time collation of black and white,
and every color to be seen, in between.
Her Heart clings to words of lost love. And hope.
Which scores are true keepers of internal Self?
In your face front...

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DO EXERCISE

             Shake your belly and waist
             gazing right at the West.
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The year of cracked shell self began and ended with a fall.            Fall.
Hatred for being shoved boiled the innards.     Hard boiled         ...

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So, so lyrical,
yet logical,
it's certainly atypical;
and not proverbial, 

but integral
and oh, most controversial!
But is it topical,
optical,

even for the intellectual
to see the actual
pragmatical
to its theoretical?

So casual, gradual, 
and implausible,
it’s almost incomprehensible
were it not for the owner’s manual.

It, too, appears eternal,—
not temporal.
Never mind paradoxical.
Damn! it’s infernal...

Alas, it'll...

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I itch and wretch behind crystal glass
In chains of my own making
Hiding, waiting for Inspiration
To bail me out of my aching--

Flaming drumbeats of human impact
The dramatic need for fall and change
Call for the gleaming guillotine
The sudden, clean clip... Snip!

I finally then saw after a bloody...

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You must have an exercise regime
My doctor advised me
But he said it is essential
To build it up very gradually
So for the first week
I am watching sport on TV

You must have an exercise regime
My doctor advised me
But he said it is essential
To build it up very...

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I sacrifice my rhyming,
And to what avail?
Is this me?

*For Dr. Ram's Quinzaine Contest
**JustThatArchaicPoet...

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Exercise

To gym
To slim

Can’t jump
Too  plump

Oh God!
My bod

I dread
The tread

Big Butt
So what

No fun
I'm done!...

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Wrinkles and gray hair
get me in a rage
and I say to myself,
“Why don't you act your age!"

My poor aching feet
remind me to wear sensible shoes
but these black stilettos
take away the blues.
.
I wear glasses to see 
but they're tinted green
and make me look 
cool and mean.

I...

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I used to like barbells, enjoyed pumping iron,
   my Nautilus* gym was one happy environ.
Those posters of 6-packs and marbled biceps
   inspired me to start counting carbs, pounds, and reps.

My trainer would coax, "hold as long as you can!"
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Wah-ooo, wah-ooo,
Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo.

Wah-ooo, wah-ooo,
Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo.

Walkin' dow-nuh street
On me achy feet
Allah li'l birdies go 
Tweet tweet tweet

Wah-ooo, wah-ooo,
Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo.

Not gonna crawl
In frunnuh you all
Maybe gonna hide unner
A sheet, sheet, sheet.

Ah-ooo, ah-ooo,
Oo-oo, oo-oo, oo....

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Bike ride,
air through my hair,
sunshine dousing my skin.
Dirt and splashed mud cover wheels.
Sweat drips
heat rises, thigh to palm to cheek.
Music comes from nature,
leaf and rock crunch
below tire....

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Obesity! Obesity!
I wonder how you came to be,
You now have control over me,
a healthy life I can not see.

A little added here and there,
and now the people seem to stare.
This weight my bones can barely bear,
I’ll change my ways, but do I dare?

Less sugar, less...

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