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Rhythm In Rhyme
Remembering back, was so very sad, to lose dad.
But congenital heart disease, please! Is so very bad.
Was no thrill gathering my will, taking strife’s bitter pill.
Dad died at ease seems God was pleased, passed the test, laid at rest.
At sixty nine, heart wasn’t fine, he had done his very best.
His life quirk, was it seems hard work, did his best with little rest.
But humor was not swayed, one day I realized as he paid,
on an old beat up car, international Studebaker.
He said, “Some people drive all their life, and never have a wreck.
Has been all my life, all I’ve ever driven, by heck, is wrecks!”
I remember his words, as yesterday, his severe life’s way.
His plain quality of life, still cuts deeply as a knife.
Could not read or write was his plight; surely to some a sight.
Though he laughed and lived, no fancy earthly material to give,
his friendship was valued, for miles around, even in town.
His friends’ obvious abound, the day we laid him in the ground.
John Henry was his name; though steel driving, was never his aim.
His name was sound, in town, and for many, many miles around.
Sawmilling was his game, that so many said, was his fame.
He could saw more lumber than any, to many, a wonder.
Laughing long and loud, of his talent to saw, so very proud.
But in my childhood years, was the shedding of so many tears.
For from him to get a nod, was for me so very hard.
To me I was just a clod, while to me he was nearly God.
But in my latter years, I put away my fears, dried my tears.
For love was always in his heart; from first day of my start,
though he was a bit short, not knowing how to show that part.
I learn to know from his ways `Tis tough love, ultimately pays!'
It is now tough love that paves, me through many of life’s maze.
I love him still; that’s the deal! Bitter pill, only a life phase,
so putting flowers on his grave, is to me not a bit naïve.
For tough love made life better of the letter; of my PA'S LAW!!
Friday, March 26th, it began around 9:30 am
a date and time I will remember forever. My whole
world was about to change. I found that everything I
believed spiritually was about to be altered. Perhaps and
not necessarily for the worst, though I do not understand
exactly how, or how severely. I do know that when my
heart attack struck, I for the first time in my life did not
blame God! I blamed myself. You see I drank too much,
I smoked too much and have a known family history of
heart disease. None of which is His fault. It is all mine,
mine alone. As I lay in the ER room bed, worried about my
own mortality, my family, there was something else.
I asked for forgiveness. I prayed! At that moment while
the EKG machine was being hooked up on me, I felt a hand
slip into mine, not Mary's, I could see her in the doorway.
Just as one Doctor was telling me I was indeed having
a heart attack, another was telling Mary that it was about
to become very crowded in there, and she was whisked off
by that Doctor and the Hospital Priest. As my clothes began
to be removed, the Doctor said I was told I got here early.
That was a good thing.As that was being said, the hand held
me tighter. The order for Heparin and Nitro given and
immediately administered, I found myself being wheeled off
to the Cath. Lab. All the while the rest of my clothes were
being removed in the elevator. Yet, I felt no fear, Why?
The hand in mine remained, ever present. I was slid from
the ER bed to the Cath. table, I did not hear a voice, I felt one
Clear, concise and the most loving I have ever felt or heard.
The hand was that of my Lord and Savior Jesus. At that point
I felt no worry, no sorrow, however I did feel the pain. Naked,
but not alone. I felt no modesty, no shame. The real me was there
wide open for all to see. The order for ten mg. of Morphine was
given, as soon as it was the Doctor said, " Here we go Richard
Form:
Jimmy Kimmel talked about his son
who was born with a heart disease.
Representative John Vaso voted
against Affordable Care act that
would have supported a woman
with a brain tumor. People on a
retired fixed income are having
a hard time keeping up with the
increases in health insurance. I
wrote these poems after thinking
about this.
Pains In Health Plan
Our Congress members on are concentrating;
Pains in health plan they can be creating;
Bill not ever read,
Or have heard said;
What took place was plenty of prevaricating.
From us health benefits will want to rob,
By someone with big mouth or a fat slob;
From where I sit,
Are dumb dimwit,
And hope next election will lose their job.
There are things that we must confess;
Health Care plan has become a big mess;
Think of self only;
Leaving us lonely,
We are under duress causing so much stress.
Congress is not nice, courteous or ever kind;
Never leaving us with any peace of mind;
Sold us short;
Lent no support;
Even took advantage of deaf, dumb and blind.
All politicians we should learn how to avoid
Making all of us annoyed as well as paranoid;
Sure are sarcastic;
Doing things drastic;
Should flush them down toilet like a big void.
Constituents are being taking advantage of,
And with us won't share any of their love;
What's wrong with them?
Made our lives look grim;
So we have to pray to God in heaven above.
They never treat is like one of their own,
And soup given to us only had a big bone;
Pain in know where;
Not treat with care;
What they know nothing about leave alone.
What Congress really needs is to be officiated,
So that things will be successfully legislated;
Goals be met;
Not fool around or fret;
Or a successor to them will be contemplated.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
PS. Which one do you like the best?
Everytime I look in ur eyes
I could see a sad litte boy
I don't know why
That boy is so sad
Everytime I tried to figure out
He won't tell me
Everyday as the day and night go pass
He keep taking darker, sader, and quieter
And
Everyday I sit next to him to figure out what is wrong I got nothing
from
All I could get a kiss and a hug back nothing more than that
One day
This little boy didn't wake up in the moring
To come out to play with me
He had to go to the hospital all day
The doctor said that he was understand too much stress
He has heart disease but the stress it killing him more
I had to ruch in the room
To see him and tell him that ' I love u with all of my heart. You need
to world to me. Without u I am nobody I won't be could to live. I don't
want any other guys because all of them sick they suck. They are a pimp.
I want u because u understand me. U want me for me. That is all I need.
I don't need sex to live on. I don't need money to live. I don't care if
people think that u are a loser and a failiure. I don't believe them. I
don't see u as a loser and a failure. I see u as a handsome loney smart
and the best guy that ever meet. I want to just love u for u. Please
take my hand and tell me that u promise me not to leave me and promise
me that u will talk to me like I am ur best friend.'
At the moment that the boy heard him crying
He woke up
He turn to his left clean the tears off the little face and said ' don't
cry. I am going to be fine. I love for who u are. I will not leave. I
can't live without u. That why everytime a dude hug u I get jealous
because I am afaird that they will take u away from men'
The girl said ' no sweetheart. U are mine. Everything that I wanna I
find it in u. I love u for life.
They kissed.
Form:
Thirty years I have lived with chronic heart disease,
After heart surgery at fifty, more problems arrived,
I have felt like I am living on a high-wire trapeze
With faith in God and medical care I have survived.
After heart surgery at fifty, more problems arrived,
Diabetes, severe gout, arthritis – they all struck
With faith in God and medical care I have survived
Sometimes I have felt like my body has run amuck.
Diabetes, severe gout, arthritis – they all struck
And all the common ailments of age have shown up,
Sometimes I have felt like my body has run amuck
Congestive heart failure is the most recent cup.
And all the common ailments of age have shown up
But, I have been blessed with a good sound mind
Congestive heart failure is the most recent cup,
A person self-sufficient at eighty is hard to find.
But, I have been blessed with a good, sound mind
With faith in God and the best medical care available
A person self-sufficient at eighty is hard to find
So, I make the most of everything that I am capable.
With faith in God and the best medical care available
I realize the arteries all over my body are shutting down
So, I make the most of everything that I am capable
I do not face heart caths and surgeries with a frown.
I realize the arteries all over my body are shutting down
I have felt like I am living on a high-wire trapeze
I do not face heart caths and surgeries with a frown
Thirty years I have lived with chronic heart disease.
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written May 19, 2022
For “How I Live with Difficult Health Issues” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Angela Tune
An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war
A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying
Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn
A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition
As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed
The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late
Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right
Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right
Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight
A is for Avocado, the creamy, green nutritious fat.
B is for Berries, the fruit that keeps your tummy flat.
C is for Chia, most nutrient-dense of all the seeds.
D is for Dandelion - it's more than just a pesky weed!
E is for Eggs, the perfect snack to keep you lean.
F is for Flax - to sprinkle lightly on your greens.
G is for Ginger, the spice that fights off germs and soothes.
H is for Honey, nature's cure for the sweetest tooth.
I is for Iodine - from salt, it keeps your thyroid sound.
J is for Jalapeno, the red-hot kick to melt those pounds.
K is for Kale - to be lightly steamed without the stem.
L is for Lettuce, its popular and crunchy friend.
M is for Milk, for sparkling teeth and sturdy bones.
N is for Nuts - a handful and your tum won't groan.
O is for Oats, fiber-filled and gluten-free.
P is for Pistachios, sly cholesterol's enemy.
Q is for Quinoa, the complete protein that fills you up.
R is for Raisins - a ton of iron in a quarter cup.
S is for Salmon, the oily fish with omega-3.
T is for Tomatoes, nature's very own sunscreen!
U is for Udon, the pasta you can eat guilt-free
V is for Vinegar - it makes dressings low in calories.
W is for Water, which hydrates to de-bloat your gut.
X is for Xylocarp, a fancy term for coconut.
Y is for Yogurt, the probiotic masterpiece.
Z is for Zucchini, which lowers risk of heart disease.
Your body is a temple, I'm sure you've all been told,
So fill it up with healthy foods, and you'll grow young - not old!
(P.S. In case anyone doesn't know, "Quinoa" is pronounced "keen-wah")
For Cyndi's "Z is for Zaria" contest
And, as I began to play the tune, the power of the words from my song, “There is Healing in His Hands”, miracles began to happen all over the sanctuary and so I just continued to sing. The first announced miracle was a young mother who brought her baby son over to grandpa. The baby had been born with a skin disease. He had a severe rash all his tiny little body but now, his skin was all clear and smooth the way a baby’s skin should be. Before she sat down, a man with severe heart disease felt warmth come across his heart and then he noticed his heart beat was totally normal. One man who had no bladder and was wearing a bag, all of a sudden felt the urge he had to go to the bathroom and when he did, the bag was not unattached and he was able to use the bathroom normally. A blind woman who had come with her unsaved husband received her sight; she had been blind for 10 years. After she received her sight, her husband broke down and cried, “I believe, I believe, Jesus I believe in You now! He knelt down and accepted Him into his life at that moment! A crippled man got up and out of his wheelchair, he had been injured in the Korean War and was hospitalized for many months. He had been in a wheelchair ever since he was released from the Veteran’s Hospital and now, he was running, not walking, but running around the sanctuary. We had one Viet Nam veteran that had lost most of his right arm and injured his left hand and the Lord put his arm back on him and fixed his injured hand! Praise God!!!
This book is on Amazon.Com, Author: Marilyn S. Jennings
Jump Start (( collaboration * SUSAN BURCH ))
by~ Poet D:
How did it come to this?
You and me down memory bliss..
Some where in between losing my self ..
I misplaced the dust remover off my shelf..
Now I will march on like a cheerful parade..
Smiling my big pearly whites, as you begin to fade...
I disguised the use, when you called me a broken down car..
Adjusting all the plugs under my hood, I reached in to far...
.
I touched and fondled every mound and tendency inside of me..
All my heart needed, was a bran new battery..
I found my own cure, reviving my broken heart disease..
Blocking the sunburn from jumping of my heart like a trapeze..
I got rocks stored in my pocket, that came with a guarantee..
Sustaining weight on my weakened knees, reassuring me warranty
***by~ SUSAN BURCH
That I will get through this, without you to drive
I have a map of the world, traced on my thighs…
You may have held the moon, but not anymore
There are millions of galaxies for me to explore …
Once I face the dark and horrible truth
That I didn’t like who I was, with you…
That’s why I shouldn’t be starving, for your attention
When all you gave me, were paltry inventions…
Instead I’ll wave bye, at my shriveled heart’s cost
And immediately stop sniffing, our love’s exhaust…
In time you’ll be nothing but a tumbleweed
A random thought I won’t even keep…
When I’m fully restored, you’ll be left in the dust
And I’ll be stronger than I ever was …
A Collaboration *Susan Burch
~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~
Ever watch the man pull into wheelchair parking,
get out of his car and walk into a store.
Ever watch an obese woman eating at a buffet
and you think there is just no excuse,
Ever see a teenager with piercings standing in a store,
you quickly move to another aisle.
Ever stand in line for a cashier and tap your feet
while the elderly woman counts out her change.
Ever look at the woman wearing a hijab
and think she is different and cannot be trusted.
Ever want to sit down on the bus
but some young whipper-snapper does not give up their seat.
Ever consider that you may be prejudice
and need to carefully examine why you feel that way.
Consider this;
The man in wheelchair parking has heart disease
and cannot walk long distances without developing angina.
The obese woman gained weight when she developed arthritis
and is no longer able to work-out as she had when she was well.
The teenager is kind and thoughtful and was about to ask you
if you need help in reaching an item on the shelf,
The elderly woman worked hard all her life and is just trying to make
the cashier’s life easier by giving her the exact change.
The woman wearing the hijab is a kind and caring person
who is about to become your physician,
The young whipper-snapper on the bus has just been diagnosed
with cancer and is too weak to stand for the ride,
Ever think that you are making judgement
without knowledge or the full facts.
No more prejudice,
Ever.
Written September 9, 2012
For Debbie Guzzi’s contest
“Stand”