Best Lovehealth Poems
E_ emotinal outburst
M_ mentally decompensated
E_ emtionally driven
R_ room 21
G_ gurney
E_ enter the white coat
N_ nurse with pills
C_ Cody already passed out asleep
Y_ youthful love gone bad
R_ restraint bed
O_ open door _guards
O_ opportunity for change
M_ mental health gone bad~tragic
(Spent the day at the emergency
room with Cody..They sent him
to a crisis center...Here we go
again with mental health visits
and pills..)
We formed a special bond in school,
over seventy years ago.
It started on the day we met,
and time has helped it grow.
No one, could ever take his place.
Frank is like my brother.
During all life's ups and downs,
we always count on one another.
Our many years of memories,
will never fade away.
Our dreams, and recollections,
aren't lost in yesterday.
When one of us is hurting,
we both feel the pain!
That's how really close we are!
Why it's so, we can't explain!
He was best man at my wedding,
Godfather, to my son.
My children call him "Uncle".
To them, he's number one!
Frankie never married,
which I feel is kinda sad!
Two years ago, he moved down South,
cause his health was turning bad!
Frankie didn't want to go,
but the Doctor did suggest.
He came, and asked me what I thought.
I told him, it was best!
It hurts not having Frank around,
but his health is on the mend.
That's the most important thing,
cause Frank is my best friend!
I'm his Kindred Spirit,
and certainly, Frank is mine!
Although we're not together,
we keep in touch on-line!
He's my favorite Hero! Love ya Frank!
Ralph Taylor
Contest: Holding out for a Hero
Free Verse Rhyme
Those that make more, by a percent should pay more,
For health care, not grinding the face, of the poor, so sore
It is by a flat rate, that the rich legislate, the dictate, of the poor's fate
It is so lame, to pay the same, playing the wealthy's game,
While the wealthy rise to fame, the poor are forced to play the game, so lame
Losing steadily, all the while, forced under rich rule, to be wealthy's fool
Love's higher logic, God's fair project, not figured into, vile project, of wealthy logic
When increase is by percent, paying fair share, must be by percent
Wickedness is far spent, Love's logic to the poor, as been sent
Be wise as the serpent, harmless as the Dove, rise up......understand love!
Must I spell it out, health care my dear, must by percent, be based on wealth
For the poor have nothing left, but themselves, they have no earthly wealth!!
11-9-09 [email protected]
Get well Carolyn D (got it right now:( )
Ask for Carolyn this exception
May her health return today
Karmic load ease imperfection
Light an health return I say
Ask her friends to ask the Lord
See his face is when you pray
Give Carolyn new direction
Give her health and strength today
All who care for Carolyn
Will help her in their way
Make her jolly well and fine
Carolyn be well I say!
Don
ps you know us men all thumbs
and then without our trousers
with foot in mouth we make amends
if lady sweet allows us