Going to exercise aerobic
Walk on treadmill everyday
Reduce foods too caloric
Get in shape in everyway
Work on personality increase to dynamic
And do a little everyday
Keep mouth closed not fanatic
Gain friends~influence people always
Let my tongue's speech be sweet not caustic
Bite my tongue when want unkindness to say
Let love and kindness become chronic
Elastic tongue keep strapped down come what may
Looked up 7 syllables words that rhyme on the internet and then tried to write a poem using them.
We mostly eat in silence,
After 50 years together
there’s really nothing
much left to say –
We disagree on
everything any way!
I look across from our rickety table
into her tired, forlorn eyes
and see years of struggle, hurt
resentment and complaints.
I look around our
rented, crummy apartment
full of worn-out books,
magazines, newspaper clippings,
paid bills and handout furniture –
Really not much to show
for a lifetime of harvesting!
We, the two of us
who are mostly good,
Who raised good kids,
Who dotted all the i’s
Who crossed all the t’s,
Who paid their taxes
and their bills on time,
Who prayed diligently,
Who toed the line
every step of the way,
Working side by side
day in and day out –
Yet, no spoils good enough
to bring home to.
With kids all grown up
and long gone
and the sun finally set,
Oh, how I wonder...
what will the night be like?
We both get up at the same time
plates in our hands–
Don’t eat much these days, you know;
Now, time and old age
hover around us like
the beleaguered butler
with a frayed towel over his arm!
~04/30/23
~Contest: Empty Nest
~Sponsor: Cooper Etheridge
Nurse for Better Or Worse
Had married my wife for better or worse.
And she ended up becoming a nurse;
Not only that became an Registered RN;
On general floor is where she did begin.
With others her each ability did share
Became part of Neonatal Intensive Care
When she put on each nursing shoe
Would always end up going to NICU.
Each morning when sun would rise
She was an angel in her disguise
Back in those days a person knows
All white were all of her clothes.
Of course now must start to admit;
Love all her patients could never quit
Each day more in love with her fell
Hearing stories she had to tell
Jim Horn
This is all true with no fake news.
You took me in and held me close
for within your arms you kept me.
But within your hart there wasn't just I
but yet there was another.
One for pleasure and another for love
and the latter was for me.
But then there was the other side
another man...
That I shall hope to never see.
But within long walks and journeys through
one's on deep desires.
I've come to grips
with your mistake.
Only and truly because
I will always love you....
If there’s one thing worse than no love bonds
That thing would be not caring
I’ll break my being while reaching beyond
Restraints that’s overbearing
The only thing worse than wounded wishes
Most definitely wounded pride
Tis better to experience and be ambitious
Knowing that you tried