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Contentment
I had overeaten. So I reached inside myself And pulled up whatever could be pulled up From strength that I could muster up I labored long and hard And eventually brought forth Snow capped mountains And sky scrapers dignified by the rays of the sun And the tallest pines with cones intact And stars draped with clouds, silver lined And song birds with half-sung melodies...

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Categories: labored, allusion, anxiety, conflict, confusion,
Form: Free verse
The Empty Page
The Empty Page It sat there at my student desk In wait of task to tend. Write a poem, the teacher urged, Your thoughts to paper, penned. Intently, I perused the sheet, Pale white and yet unmarked. It lay there teasing my first move, “Don’t leave me unremarked.” This paper, college ruled and prim, Well-bleached and full of aughts, Stared blankly back at me to...

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Categories: labored, 12th grade, age, allusion,
Form: Rhyme



I Have Labored
I have labored so long... now past half a century... and, like a very old bird, I am still at my song. And, like the lark in the meadow, I have little to show for all of the work I have done. But my throat was constructed for singing so I have sung with no thought for tomorrow. I have lifted my voice just like all...

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Categories: labored, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
I Have Labored Sore Translation
I Have Labored Sore anonymous medieval lyric (circa the fifteenth century) loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch I have labored sore / and suffered death, so now I rest / and catch my breath. But I shall come / and call right soon heaven and earth / and hell to doom. Then all shall know / both devil and man just who...

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Categories: labored, christian, death, earth, heaven,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Labored Breathing
“After obsessively Googling symptoms for four hours, I discovered 'obsessively Googling symptoms' is a symptom of hypochondria.” Stephen Colbert LABORED BREATHING cough is heard - a hack that causes one to wipe brow with thermometer in creases of worry lines hoping for sweat not fever 3/4/2020...

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Categories: labored, sick,
Form: Light Verse



Premium Member Labored Victories
Parental labor days and nights, memories and contemporary echoing traumas of declaring Hippocratic Commitment victories, "No one got much hurt today," "Non-violent communication" prevails, verbally and non-verbally laborious, locally and globally viral, monoculturally and multiculturally, on our best days, But "not violent" is such a negative empty cold humorless LeftBrain way to say, to communicate, resiliently resonant communion's articulating heart-felt possibilities. We have hope and faith potentialities for cooperative spirits of life and love, And...

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Categories: labored, anger, earth, fear, health,
Form: Political Verse

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