Best Out Of Pocket Poems
My story is quite simple
My husband and I had been faithfully
Correctly using birth control for almost 13 years
We’d forgotten it only once
Resulting in the birth of our second child in 2005
However, in spite of proper use
Birth control failed again in 2015
After learning I was pregnant for the 3rd time
My husband and I sat down to discuss our options
What a new child would mean for our family
Money was tight, our marriage was struggling, and at nearly 40
I didn’t feel that I could handle another pregnancy and childbirth
At the end of our discussion
My husband said,
“We’ve never considered this before, but do you want this child?”
I replied simply, “No.”
He said he didn’t either, but that he’d support any decision I made.
At the end of our discussion
Even though it was his child
He recognized that the decision was ultimately mine
Living in Nevada, we didn’t have to deal with unreasonable restrictions
There were no protesters to meet us at the clinic
The only obstacle we faced
No providers in the area took my insurance
We had to pay the $500 out of pocket
I made the appointment for that Thursday
So that I wouldn’t miss any work
Less than a week after discovering I was pregnant
At the clinic
I received a trans-l ultrasound to verify how far along I was: 4 weeks.
The blastocyst was about the size of a sesame seed
Exactly what it looked like
At such an early stage
A medical abortion was my only option
I took the first pill at the clinic
Was told most women don’t start bleeding heavily
Until after taking the second pill the next day
I’m not most women
Started bleeding heavily enough
I had to leave work early Friday
The pain didn’t start until after I took the second pill
It hurt, but was no worse than cramps amplified by food poisoning
I was glad for the pain medication the doctor had prescribed me
Then, it was over
I bled for about 3 weeks and then everything returned to normal.
I admit some initial doubt that we were making the correct decision
Was willing to accept that doubt
After about a year, that doubt has disappeared
During the process
I didn’t feel alone because my husband was right there with me
I am thankful;
That my life was blessed,
For the very best,
By yours-
I know of your trials;
The great depression,
This is my session,
To let you know,
I may not be,
Ready to go,
You’ll understand,
You’ll take my hand,
I hear of my dad-
Makin that bottle rocket,
He was so out of pocket,
When it busted open my aunt’s thigh,
And you can’t explain why,
Your father left those ones and wine,
But you insist we find,
It-
And ****,
I took you for granted,
When I angrily ranted,
Over such petty things;
Those gypsy rings,
This special memory,
And what you’ve said to me,
Will always stay,
I’ll never stray,
In my remembrance,
All those Estee Lauder scents,
And each time you put your two cents,
In-
How you always wanted ME to win;
B-I-N-G-O;
I think you outta know,
This changed my life,
Though debilitating strife,
It’s washed me,
Guided me;
To the right location,
My imagination,
Run wild with-
Images of,
You above;
In a perfumed garden,
My heart hardens,
When I realize,
Never again crystallized,
In front of me,
Will you be-
I’m missin you,
It’s too true,
But you would be proud,
Your shout would pierce loud,
Seeing where I am now,
You were my treasured pal,
No more-
And I’m on the floor,
Mourning on the laminate-
In front of your corpse-
But I’m thankful;
Because I’ve been blessed with,
Your angelic presence.
language can be comprehended when u hear it
Words of the consciousness a flash of the human spirit
Visions in the mind that can be caught
A water shed manajerie of thought
Language is the eco system of spiritual possibilities
An epox of gymnastic mental abilities
An old growth forest of the mind
An undergrowth hidden by the canopy of time
The belief is rooted in our own precision
when language is spoken it makes an incision
Some languages can be seen or spoken
Some languages are hidden from the open
Like the language of the spirit hidden beneath the flesh
Tangled thoughts and memories caught in a wired mesh
Language is energy condensed to a slow vibration
It evades comprehension in todays generations
If language is the product of physical action potentials ocurring in the brain
The surely language is essential for putting thoughts in a frame
When the world seems out of pocket and complicated to understand
It is language that seems to stop it and lend a helping hand
Language can soothe the soul and calm the savage beast
It can also be used to control to say the very least
Language is the bridge that connects mind to reality
Language expresses visions that helps to set us free
Without language thoughts are nothing more than a continous wheel of thread
Without expressing languag we might as well be dead
Pop can Sally stock my pop.
Push the new stuff back!
Bring the old stuff to the front
and space them just a crack.
Sell me one to quench my thirst
but make me get my own.
Reaching further to the back
where cooler ones are known.
Take my change from out of pocket.
Thanks for this cold pop.
Refreshing when I pull it's tab
and help to blow it's top.
Guzzling down what rushes out
and soon to quench my thirst.
Swallowing it quickly now;
allowing it to burst.
Empty now a once full can.
Thirsty nevermore.
Thanks to Sally and her pop.
The Pop Can Sally Store.
Out of sight, isn’t out of mind
Out of place don’t mean you don’t belong
Out of pocket don’t mean you’re not rich
Out of tune don’t mean
It’s not our song
Out of style don’t mean
You ain’t got class
Out of steep don’t mean
I’ll walk on by
Out of luck just means
It’s not our time
Out of reach doesn’t mean
That we can’t try
Sure seems to require a lot of lot
Before Dentist will start in hot pursuit
Of a slimy cavity spreading tooth to tooth
Enforcing my idea that it is uncouth.
And to you a dentist sure can sock it
When they say you can pay out of pocket
And another thing, did discover that IT
Really represents and stands for Integrity.
Now if your warning system starts out early
Miss hearing and might find gates that are pearly
And if in dentist chair and feeling rambunctious
Smile might become sumptuous and scrumptious.
Before any poor patient should hear any of this
Always make sure your appointment don't miss
And mouth with teeth full of cavities can be
No longer in site and now part of history.
Let me know if you like it. They say
you have to try it first though. They
must be talking about tooth brushes,
dental floss and a flaming desire to
take care of your teeth. Oh, and make
sure you are sitting down alone when
you are reading this. Jim Horn
He went after ten to the corner cafe
Lit brazenly against the backdrop
Of the wife and the kids
Arriving at five on the shuttle
that hustled him into
this port
Spending the night
Looking for a lifeline
To recall when he's anchored
In Cleveland
Hey,a sirens beginning to sing
Strolling away to
A rain soaked night
His conscience safely stowed
Navigating the front desk
Lingering at
Coast is clear
as though
Shanghied to Ohio
Breaking apart on the rocks
Offering cab
fare
And coffee
Walking into
the wake
Alone
Teachers can't afford to live there
So parents of student are offering space
We've seen this scenario before
Hearken back to Colonial days*
But back then there were no taxes
Parents paid teachers out-of-pocket
The message from high-tax California
~ Inflation's taken off like a rocket
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*Read the short story, 'The Legend of Sleepy
Hollow,' about Ichabod Crane, the itinerant
schoolmaster, who took room and board
in the homes of the communities he served.
We hear presenters views,
We hear the production teams views,
We hear carefully selected views,
We hear whatever they choose,
Is it a manipulation of views?
On a massive platform for views!
People out of pocket & views!
Surely not! Or is it! You choose!!
I am a sprite pixie lost in the vast plain of tomorrow
Plain simple and impish and easy to find in my sorrow
A true spirit I am adrift in a snow storm void of the needle
To find my home at the North Pole no compass to twiddle
At the food bank they gave me a parcel but no directions
Sustenance surely but I miss my family’s loving affection
For what it is worth I never harmed any other creature
But my phone has no apps and no navigation feature
All powerful Santa would you look out for me twee one
On your travels from chimneys to i-clouds under the sun
I need no other presents because goblins are quite eerie
Without companions and sat nav though its freezing dreary
Send me a dolphin or peace dove or leprechaun rocket
I’ll pay you back in kindness so you won’t be out of pocket
Next year when short of a reindeer for all those good parcels
This elf will help you but for now I must get to my fairy castle
I am sending this registered letter with no return address
But the world is a global village and you have internet access
I am a dot on google maps with harlequin bells and quite sound
Of mind bar its memory and will sing Silent Night once I’m found
For more entertainment I can pirouette and dance like a dragon
So you won’t need bluetooth once we share a ride in your wagon
I am an involuntary migrant so help me rejoin with my sweet troll
Foreigners these days are so easily deported by border control
12th December 2019
No blood would ooze out if cut by blade
No flesh below to sink, nothing inside shakes
Bare bones protruding here and there like spikes
Vacant look in the eyes
Yet the body breathes and survives;
Skeleton like children of Somalia, one of the African tribes.
Somalia carries the most pathetic tableau in the world stage;
Three fourth of its children below two are anaemic
And large numbers are stunted below five years in age
Yet, each mother can’t resist giving birth to six, seven children though sick!
High temperature, polluted water, inadequate housing and sanitation
Poor infrastructure added to their plight makes the poor Africans
Chased by the changed climate and the natural calamities
Fighting among themselves, vulnerable to many a tropical disease
Some of them are obese too who wait for more ways to suffer;
Poor healthcare system compelling them to incur
Huge out of pocket expenses pushing millions of Africans
To the path of poverty and indignity, mostly among the Nigerians;
Paucity of doctors and health centres add salt to their wounds
As some age old dreadful superstitions surround.
Aju Mukhopadhyay, 2018
some hollard
make a fast dollard
you maut pay to stay
it no get way socket
you must
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OUT OF POCKET
they fit the socket
hands out of pocket
snow cold or hail
you can oder by mail
its part of self love
to be fit as a bat
have your
WINTER CLOVES AND HATS
9/6/21
"Rogue"
What a joke
Yet it's not a hoax
It's getting gross
Folks constantly at each other's throats
Quick to brag and boast
Making an out of pocket comment after another croaked
It's not all cloak and dagger, stay woke
From coast to coast
I took notes
And moved around like a ghost
At times I cut it close
And almost
Was toast
It's been difficult to cope
Addiction is a slippery slope
While walking a tightrope
Continually took a toke
And saw the smoke
Fly high beside a giant Oak
There's been no antidote
Yet another beer plus a Jack and Coke
For a long time been down bad and broke
Either I sunk or float
Remaining dry or soaked
Nope I didn't see, or I saw it through the scope
Happens in each and every zone
Humans always out to pick a bone
Obsessed with the throne
Fast to throw a stone
Don't come at me with that tone
Like you've gone down the same road
Yet you're just continuing to drone
And similar to all these other clones
Only if needed speaking in code
Intentionally went rogue
Otherwise from others my cover would've been blown
I should've known
It'd be like this even inside home
As well as all across the globe
In others hard to place trust
At times this world seems to be far from just
In and out of many ruts
I've been unscathed and got many cuts
Many fast to cuss
People causing a fuss
And to spill their guts
So that it throws another under the bus
Yup, I'll tell you what
I know this world can be nuts
There's no if ands or buts
Struggles and triumphs in life as well as with earning cash
One disconcerting fact
Learn that, there's no turning back
This all is hurting bad
And turning sad
Yet still all this disturbing crap
I thought for once it was one thing we were working past
Just kidding, since the dawn of time it's been determined that
Still we treat each other worse than trash
Often gunshots, getting burned or stabbed
Among all the curving paths
The honest soul will celebrate
not captive by false rule,
truth be told, lies unfold
my God the light you rule
self appointed preacher
swindle thousands out of pocket
some offering galaxy trips
in a saucer or a rocket
Question every man and
woman who claim that they believe
not from scripture from their own words,
their soul truly free?
Study their belief system
what do they declare,
here lies discrimination
criticsm believer beware
We are taught to search ourselves.
so what really do we believe?
commercialised religion is that
the answer or to
change the channel on T.V
There is no quick answer
I know this to be true
the real god you are looking for
is inside of you.
God Bless