Best Inactivity Poems

With Shakespearean romance I can't compete
Or Virginia Woolf's lovely agony
Or the wit of Dorothy Parker or Mark Twain
The genius of Emily Dickinson, splendidly plain

I know...

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Life teaches many a valuable truth,
That makes our existence one of worth.

Graying and growing old is no curse,
As experience directs life’s course.

See life as a...

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There sneaked a micro organism into the lives of human kind from elsewhere,
Who made it intruded is still a mystery, yet it’s fate of the...

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Started drinking fruit flavoured water now
Not the tastiest but I'll keep trying, I vow

In the winter months I always seem to gain
Inactivity is the culprit,...

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My feet are always aching, like I've been on them all day
my muscles keep on twitching, my back keeps giving way
the migraines keep me tired...

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As I roll out of bed tomorrow
I’m gonna say goodbye sorrow
Fare thee well Mr. Cynicism
See you later Mr. Pessimism
Adios to Mr. Skepticism
Exit negativity, enter positivity
No...

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It was not the first time, nor would it be the last time that I would observe with pleasure that which I am privileged to...

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My city has been abandoned
by royalty for vultures to defecate and Hyenas to spit on.
The large hole left is a huge hindrance to every emotional...

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A tree of three trunks and ten branches
which grows particularly the maple leaf
and blest with a natural freezer customized by climatic inactivity
with a unique symbol...

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"The pen is mightier than the sword"
- In general, I guess that's true
But mine's a lazy blighter;
It treats sloth as a bloody virtue

It's not the...

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Honour through labour is the ultimate goal
Achievement’s prefect sending an alert at every pause
Regulating inactivity to give idleness no chance
Demand is great and the stake...

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What a year – Tim was just a little boy of 25 – naïve and

Lost in ‘innocence’ a critical time bomb waiting to happen

Blue-eyed he...

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Started drinking fruit flavoured water now
Not the tastiest but I'll keep trying, I vow

In the winter months I always seem to gain
Inactivity is the culprit,...

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We dance across the heavens, like shining stars,
to the never ending beat of our universes heart.
Its song, time – sometimes – becomes dull, grey,
aches of...

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But I am Retired

By Elton Camp

From far too many old men that I know,
If wife wants help, this is how it will go
Because they have...

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