Cured Poems

Cured Of My Sillies

Enough of this silliness, this one's more serious
What am I saying, I'm becoming delirious
Best see a doctor, got a strange kind of malady
Hope it's not going to affect my mortality

Now let's not be silly, it's just a wee glitch
Be back with the sillies, though I'm starting to twitch
What if my serious side has turned off for good
Whenever I try, I'll smell burning wood

A chill just came over my Adonis-like body
I shudder and shake and start thinking naughty
Okay I promise to try a couple more times
Not promising nuttin', from this very strange mind

Last vestiges of a smile I've tried to erase
Are you buying my attempt to convince you I've changed
You're not buying it, still think I'm deranged?
To convince you, here's my medical report

“Cured of the sillies, but needs your support!”

Had Endured and Could Be Cured

Had Endured and Could Be Cured

would be reassured
sickness which she had endured
did knew could be cured

This is a 5-7-5 Haiku Poem.

YOU CURED MY LUSTS

What a beaut!
My mind silently, hopefully aspires,
As you made me terribly perspire,
I am now having troubles to respire.

What a healing!
As my heart cried for your uncommon love,
I was healed by the briefs of your laughs,
All along my eyes were covered with sloughs.

What a beauty!
My eyes instantly exclaimed,
Mine surely one of the many acclaims,
Going, by what your gestures proclaimed.

What a feeling!
As you made your love available for me to trust,
You instantly cured me of my past lusts,
Your love would have been the most painful I lost.

Cured Of My Sillies???

Enough of this silliness, this one's more serious
What am I saying, I'm becoming delirious
Best see a doctor, got a strange kind of malady
Hope it's not going to affect my mortality
Now let's not be silly, it's just a wee glitch
Be back with the sillies, though I'm starting to twitch
What if my serious side has turned off for good
Whenever I try, I'll smell burning wood
A chill just came over my Adonis-like body
I shudder and shake and start thinking naughty
Okay I promise to try a couple more times
Not promising nuttin', from this very strange mind
Last vestiges of a smile I've tried to erase
Are you buying my attempt to convince you I've changed
You're not buying it, still think I'm deranged?
To convince you, here's my medical report
“Cured of the sillies, but needs your support!”

Inferred Occurred and Cured

what we have heard inferred
this was the word which occurred
reassured could be cured

(with terror endured)
(while on trip we toured)
(while attending herd)
(mentioned by a bird)
(completely absurd)
(being a numb skull)
(said by when cat purred)

Having a Dog Cured My Fears

Having a dog saved my life

when I was a young lad
a dog bit me
and I became terrified of dogs
and to some sense still am

but then many years ago
i had a dog
a husky dog
raised as a pupy

the dog though was half wolf
hated people watching him eat
I gave the dog to my sister
as she seemed to be able
to tame his savage heart

later my wife
had a beagle
and he saved my life
when I was recovering
from a broken heal 

Jason was my constant companion
during those dark days
when I was afraid 
that I would die
from the staph infection

the dog was smart
compassionate
and seemed to understand me
as I talked to him all day long

and afterwards I no longer
was afraid of dogs
as they were now 
my friends

all poetry contest - to write a poem about overcoming fears

A Mosquito Lured Cured

Mosquito buzzes a bug light, irked with its lure, close in for a cure.

Date: 08/28/2019

To Be Cured

The sun lit up the leaves
Like a lightbulb in the trees
As they flickered in the breeze
Nature danced to please

Peaceful sounds could be heard
Along with a happy bird
A musical concert without a word
Calmed the stress, to be cured

Heidi Sands

6/9/19

Cured Heart

C-ured
H-eart
E-ventually
R-elieves

L-oneliness
E-asing
Y-our
N-ourished

M-ind
E-ven
R-emoving
C-ry
A-s 
D-elight
O-perates

Topic: Birthday of Cher Leyn Mercado (August 07) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

All Abnormalities Cured

All Abnormalities Cured

How was my poem's initial impact?
Maybe some things it might lack;
Much imagination and creativity
Too many words in a proclivity.

My poem is bursting at the seems
Meet your needs and fulfil dreams
Exactly what you want me to share;
Will free you from sin and all despair.

You know what my poem meant
Recognizable and not incoherent
So fine friend can be rest assured
All abnormalities my poems cured.

Could not say diseases though.
On second thought maybe a
diseased mind in a temporary 
state.

Jim Horn

Her Gentle Touch That Cured His Great Ills

Her Gentle Touch That Cured His Great Ills

She graced his life and gave her very best
Erasing strife, passing every hard test
Now with his eight flying decades flown by
Death came not and he sat there asking why!

How could he live without her soft touch
He had felt great pain, but never this much
Her death had destroyed his romantic world
Into pits of hell it had his soul hurled

Each night, her love-spirit came in his dreams
He would wake alone, tears flowing in streams
Then he would beg, put me there by her side
I hate life, I am done with this hard ride

One summer night her spirit came to play
In saddest voice he begged her to stay
With bright flash, they flew to another place
To live happy, hand in hand, face to face

Robert J. Lindley, 1-13-2017
RHYME

Syllables Per Line: 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10
Total # Syllables: 160
Total # Words: 134

Cured of My Sillies

Enough of this silliness, this one's more serious

What am I saying, I'm becoming delirious

Best see a doctor, got a strange kind of malady

Hope it's not going to affect my mortality

Now let's not be silly, it's just a wee glitch

Be back with the sillies, though I'm starting to twitch

What if my serious side has turned off for good

Whenever I try, I'll smell burning wood

A chill just came over my Adonis-like body

I shudder and shake and start thinking naughty

Okay I promise to try a couple more times

Not promising nuttin', from this very strange mind

Last vestiges of a smile I've tried to erase

Solemn and serious taking over my face

Are you buying my attempt to convince you I've changed

You're not buying it, still think I'm deranged?

To convince you, here's my medical report

“Cured of the sillies, but needs your support!”



© Jack Ellison 2015

Wake Me When I'm Cured

Behind closed doors
We constantly stroked our addictions
You got me hooked
Onto this deadly affliction

You fed my hunger
And tried to feed right back from me
You should've known it wasn't happening
I couldn't wake up

Turn off my conscience
Let my mind turn pure
Nothing but time can fix what has been lost
And it's killing me
So wake me up when I'm cured

You left me to die
When I had nothing left for you
Looking to get your fix
You ignored that I cared so much for you

With my lover now
The habit's scars are leaving a mark now
Skin to skin, my mind is breaking
I can't see the end

Turn off my conscience
Let my mind turn pure
Nothing but time can fix what has been lost
And it's killing me
So wake me up when I'm cured

Nightmare Cured

I wake in a world of darkness
 A child weeps
I search not for the child
 Rather for the reason she weeps
A creature created 
 By darkness and fear
I will face and do battle
 To rid this creature from her dreams
He is the spoiler of sweet dreams
 They come in many forms
 This one Is fierce and strong
I will not leave this world
 Until he is gone
I awake to the light of day
 I have succeeded
For I look at the smile on her sleeping face
 Her dreams once again sweet

My Winter Rose dream sweet always

Poetic Cries Cured

Lain in bed dreaming 
of hallowed whispers
spoken in baritone harmony
Mind manifesting cries 
in instrumental song
that sing soothing melodies 
to my wailing heart
I'm held by a symphony 
of falling teardrops
that dance 
to a love like ballad 
of drunken romance, 
while hymns I pen, 
and my crushed comforts 
are captured
by cracked stanzas...
My poetic cure will
forever be tuned 
in chords 
of expletive 
love   

Lay

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