Best Physical Poems
We have a standing date,
today and everyday
when dawn breaks a smile.
We meet in the park
we begin to move,
acquainting ourselves
we begin to sheen.
Our blood is pulsing
feeling so g o o d!
Faster and faster,
we become more intense
sustaining
as long as we can,
until we are spent.
Dripping wet,
a tousled mess
panting
we slowly recover.
My obsession is requited for now...
tomorrow, I must have you again.
I can't live without you
I love you,
I want you,
..my daily workout.
Susan Ashley
July 22, 2017
Remember Trump's weird physical report
from his doctor.
A doctor have given Trump a physical;
Really awkward, weird and whimsical
Took his temperature using a popsicle.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Dedicated to Akkina.
How about using a popsicle for a rectal
thermometer.
Physical Therapy came in the door
To take him out in the wide hall to walk
He got to go places he hadn't been before
He saw folks that hadn't seen and to them talk
P.T. helped him get up so he wouldn't fall
Nurses came to help him take a shower
All obstacles placed against gray wall
Minutes upon minutes turned into hour
With just a normal old age human ear
We listened to noises in hall by day
If animal outside alerted by brey
Tightly enclosed in hospital room we couldn't hear
The situation sometimes made me feel
As if in this case I was simply third wheel
P-hysical fitness is important,
E-ssential to male and female;
R-equirement for better health,
L-etting not the body
A-il.
C-omplete physical fitness
A-ims to make human happy;
B-ecause of the good effect,
R-esult, fruit, and corollary.
E-arly nineteenth of January,
R-ight exercise carries wellness;
A-lmighty God has ordered to have a physical fitness.
Why do you judge others by features
you can only see
Everyone is different
That's the way we are suppose to be
If you think I have wrinkles now
Just wait till I get old
Beauty is all your looking for
I am not a timeless mold
I'll need dentures
With the rest of the female bloodline
But I know what I'm made of
My heart is all mine
I stand tall
A simple 5'8"
One hundred and twenty six pounds
Is perfect weight
I have golden red hair
I thank my mother for
I look pretty good for forty
You insult me no more
I am a cancer survivor
Been on more drugs than you can count
I have a will to live
Hatred never mounts
When you see
Who I am, not what I was
You will be the one crying
Just because...
You judged my physical features.
For years I've watched the dark cloud, it's followed me wherever I go.
With tears my silence seems so loud, and darkness swallows my rising rainbow!
The demons I've tirelessly fought keep coming back to haunt me.
And the emotional peace I've sought, well, the memories just taunt me!
I find myself thinking of the pain, and ignoring the past is no use.
A frail child nearly drove insane by his grandfathers physical abuse.
That was me, all alone, and how was I going to escape those rough hands?
My poetry became my backbone that allowed my mind to travel to magical lands.
I was only in elementary, learning nouns and verbs.
I didn't understand things said to me, like certain names and curse words.
Grandmomma did her best, holding me to her breast, but he still managed to hit!
I was just a kid, but knew she suffered as I did, and that I could not forget!
The dark cloud of memory was so loud, I wondered if it would destroy me.
I had a phobia of crowds, and solitary was my sanctuary!
When a rainbow would rise in my sky, I got so damn afraid.
Because my darkness would intensify blanketing my strength in shade!
I have my good and bad days, and somehow I've managed to survive.
Beyond my dark cloud is the suns rays fighting to help me feel alive!
I feel the warmth on my skin, making its way to my heart.
My grandfathers sin may have hurt me, but I refuse to let it tear me apart!
My chest is raw and there are bite marks on my soul
My hands are curled and my overworked libido is dying
And I know
I’m at the place where sexual desire
Becomes physical addiction
The lack of
Your necessary breath
Is a suffocating effect
My blood is black
My lips are dry
My joints are locked
And my eyes are foggy
My body is rioting
Destructively searching
For hidden remnants
Of warm uncontained passion
That I’m withdrawing from
Love’s touch is absent
It’s friction fading
I will desert my body’s turmoil
I’ll return
When It enters you again
Poverty grot and grime
Have existed throughout time
A place where intellect and truth cannot shine
All of this is embodied on Isle 49
Segregated due to types and shapes
Men acting like thoughtless apes
Not even allowed to eat the smallest of grapes
All of this is embodied in Aisle 49
The occasional safety rail
Offers no protection from the emotional hail
And the sound when Turbo starts to wail
All of this is embodied in Aisle 49
The convergence of two great areas
Starting the creation of diseases like Malarias
Reminding me of great operatic arias
All of this is embodied in Aisle 49
Oh Iku why have you forsaken me
All I ever wanted was to make you see
That I had one ready.
O help me! I've fallen
And I can't get it up!
I'm stuck here acrawlin'
Up a Double-D cup
Now don't let us dicker
I am over the hill
Just be a mite quicker
Slipping me that blue pill!
Physical Therapy.
This has a meaning and a term.
It's such a *****.
I'm sure you're gonna regret it later?
Nah I'm sure I'll find a new way of living.
Coming to think of it,
I find the devil takes,
Jesus listens,
Buddha teaches,
Now it's time to watch the on.
Well time to lay down and watch movies.
If I can get just more.
Looks like the wind blows again.
As well as the cold wind blowing tears in my eyes.
These years have sure grown fast.
Might as well turn into another lover.
So a combo of all beers?
I just feel lonely in my arms.
Wow...I actually wrote a poem today?
I guess that's a cool thing.
Yeah?
So who wants me?!
Your wings are beating,
your claws are dug in,
but my urge is fleeting -
doubt sits on my skin.
Now I ask you sincere,
“Why are we still here?”
What was a simple
black and white time
now bears a dimple
that ripples my feel
and crumbles my belief
that our together appeal
will truly grant either relief.
Let us pass on by
this physical attraction.
Let us bear in mind
this logical reaction.
Later, years from now,
should I think of you,
I will know satisfaction
recalling nothing happened.
don’t be ashamed to be a tug boat, they pull a might load
2/3/2016
A sense a smell a vision,
Caught on my mind
Trapped in my skin, and it wants more
Craving to touch kiss and embrace
Magnetic attraction to your lips,
I want more need more crave for more.
Im falling deeply madly in your storms of emotions. And you:
You Lift me up like a helpless leaf in a hurricane, but I'm not afraid.
You are an adventure, exciting adventure ,my hands want to explore.
my touch to your body is smooth , hot like lava wandering up and down your volcanic body.
And I'm waiting for this explosion.
This soul shaking mind taking explosion
I hope you sense it
I hope you feel it
I'm burning burning for you u
Between God and His people there is a rift.
The legion is in man and like sand intends to shift
humanity from God, who uplifts, and quickly drift,
In a herd mentality over their self made cliff.
Blind and unkind to the light that shined,
Miffed by Satan’s darkened kiss,
Blinded by the light they grew to despise
and in their lies could not recognize.
They took a toke and wrote a vote that spoke,
and sent their sins off to the desert on a goat.
Crowds turned their heads, as they made their beds,
away from common sense and Pastoral gents.
And if anyone shone a light, them they would fight,
Thinking with all their might that only darkness was right.
A messenger they would shoot to hell-ity hoot,
God was outlawed and given the boot.
He no longer fit in this devilish skit.
He didn’t understand, the Commandments were canned,
Christ was banned, hell’s fires were fanned.
Life was wrecked with a lack of respect.
Life became cheap, the moral cliff was too steep,
An abortion smell came from the well of hell,
People euthanized amid fear filled cries,
Innocents killed and graves were filled.
It’s the guns they said that make people dead!
Not a lack of God, that’s in your head!
Vote for greed, convenience, lust or bust.
Forget God, in us you must trust.
Between God and His people there is a rift,
The Legion is in man and like sand intends to shift
Away from God, who uplifts, and quickly drift
In a herd mentality … over their self made cliff.
A lack of ethics and morality is the reality
Spiritually physical
and physically spiritual in its finality
Ho, ho, ho … over the cliff we go…
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