Best Sprain Poems

A double sonnet in which the great detective and his faithful sidekick, Dr. Watson, alternately deduce the cause of Sherlock’s latest malady…

Part the first
Sherlock could not deduce his source of pain
at first. “Try as I might, I cannot find
the cause – is it contusion, or...

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Sloth’s Steaming Sin


Sluggishness slitters solely straightforward 
Sedentary survival styles scold, strain
Self-centeredness - sloth’s shinning standard 
Squandering silvers… spiritual sprain





July 21,2022     11.31pm





PS Syllable Counter
Syllables Per Line:	10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables:	40



Proverbs 19:15 
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep, and an idle person...

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July 16 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 46-50

Key Verse – Isaiah 47:4 As for our redeemer, the LORD of hosts is his name, the Holy One of Israel.

LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY HOLY REDEEMER			

Lord God, You are my holy Redeemer midst sinful...

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When they leave,don’t complain
Let them go without constrain 
Be thankful for they dint leave a sprain
For like herpes they will always be back with a strain
Yes forever like herpes they will strain to pain...

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>I have a blinking broken foot.  
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author
&
Poetry soup honourably mentioned.

I have a blinking broken foot.
My left one can you not see.
The picture’s on my Facebook page.
For all of you, to preen!
I did not do it in action.
Nothing brave...

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A mere walk in the street with some old memories,
At a mute dawn with lighted bulbs;
Recalling again some old sceneries 
Sore retrospect running in my arteries.
Under the bridge I came; to wonder
Heard some drops falling on its top!
Declaring the demise of the silence hereunder
The rooftops...

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When your back it has an itch
   and it's oh just out of reach.
And you sprain a muscle reaching.
Laugh out loud.

When you're dressing to the nines,
   and your shirt's pressed just so fine.
Then discover buttons missing.
Laugh out loud.

Find the toilet in...

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Life is hard, tough, rough, like a brilo-pad
Growing up, street smart was all I had
I had no choice but to turn to the hood
It's difficult trying to change for the good
What do you do when there's nowhere to turn?
Before you decide, look back, what did...

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I know a young lady, her name is Kim

Whenever I see her, she makes my heart grin

They call her a doctor, but to me she's a friend

Whatever my ailment she knows how to mend

With every new visit, my symptoms take flight

She knows how to soothe...

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Zorba was a friend of mine
momentum of lunacy shine
insane shrieking lunacy
to venture to an exotic island.
Let's be free; snip the strap.

sardonic heart phratry man
Shamans are ritzy ladies!
at the maximum load level
a stampede of race cars
Eternity or the abyss.

for a full nine months!
divine quintessence of
altruism and...

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Irene went for her usual morning walk around six;
the August breeze was dry and fragrantly crisp,
one could tell she was injured as her aching hips
made her miss a step as she bit on her weathered lips.


Not far from her stone cottage, there was a cave...

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Brain Drain Explained 

There's an echo in my ears,
And a heart full of tears,
Going down, going down the drain,

There's a cry on fingertips,
And a why on my lips,
Going up, going up the brain,

There's an ache in my old head,
And a cracked song instead,
Can you feel,...

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Why do the green grass 
grow
And fill the fertile field?
Where'er man does not 
sow
They tend themselves 
and yield.

For when the rain would 
pour
And skate beside the hill,
They'd pave the fragile 
floor
To let the slope be still.

For when the weary feet
Walk by towards a home,
They'd serve...

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They say in the Bedouin camp
The Geanie is really a scamp
Sure, he’ll grant you wishes
Of romance or dishes
As long as you’re rubbing his lamp

When I read this story I knew
That none of the story rang true
For I had an uncle
And he had this furuncle
That he...

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I have awakened myself rather consciously,
Like a rush or a cry of spirituality…
The focus in my mind set aimlessly…
We need a proposition of morality.

Barely even touched by the decadence,
Striking generations lost in a trance
Fabricated dreams packaged in abundance
Aware yet… unmoved by aberrance!

Immoral behavior launched in...

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