Best Soreness Poems

At first you were understanding 
and patient,
so polite and gentle,
encouraging me to express my emotions.

But then you became obsessive and jealous.
Forcing me to shut up...

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Start by warming up daily
with hands lifted in praise.
Running and jumping in
place as the spirit moves.

Drop and give God sixty
Sixty minutes in prayer that is!
This...

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I’ve worked hard, my muscles are sore.
It’s hard to sleep because I snore.
She said, “it’s time, I’ll have no more,
To the couch”, she evened the...

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I remember waking up to the melodious sound of my mother singing happy birthday,
the aroma of bacon and pancakes wandering through the hall, invading my...

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We lose when we love, 
retain the dripping remnants 
of losses we keep.  

We call it time, 
but cease to count the raging moments...

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Aching with such soreness, the thought
of touching glass longing to shatter in pieces
but uncertain as to how much force.
Strength of varying degrees to apply
and yet...

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Oh my God! Is it morning already?
Check! Yes, I can see things in my room quite clearly now.
The sun, at least, has started on his...

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The days seem so much closer together now , It is hard to keep up. Months click by me like weeks . Is this my...

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A whirl, a gust, and a thunderous boom commenced,
Heartened by the latter soreness of silent night,
Shackled through the chill blows above,
A tempest, a storm,
Threshing the...

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I still have faint memories of the day
When in our small living room I did play
A toddler of three, spinning on my head
Lord, why wasn’t...

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(Answer to Claude McKay I shall return)
YOU shall not come again
You won’t come back
You shall not turn up, you shan’t
To chuckle and care for the...

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The moment I woke up 
Tiredness granted me Good morning 
With all the strength I had
I prayed what I could 
Collapsed into bed
Agonized with fever...

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When she asked me…
"How are you?"
I pretended, I didn't hear
Then I asked…
"What's new?"
She looked at me
And with a smile, she replied…
"I have no clue!"


I talked...

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The pain I feel , deep in my soul....
 The soreness I feel , deep in my energy...
The discomfort in my breath of life...
No one...

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My Teacher said I must learn to defend my left side;
my weak side is soft and generous, bruises easily with pride.
My right arm is strong,...

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