Long Infections Poems
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Fifty-one autumns ago on a vibrant blue sky morn,
I was running in my high school girl's cross-country
race in Bethpage Park, Long Island, N.Y.,
as many ponytails bounced under canopies of
red, orange, yellow leaves on the runner's trails,
my young strong legs pumped earnestly as
I inhaled and exhaled the briskly fresh air.
I finished third, after another girl and I had
made a wrong turn,
she came in second because she realized
quicker than me how to get back,
and I did my best to catch up.
Oh, the joys of being an athlete so long ago
as a runner, swimmer, and equestrian.
Now, at sixty-six I have bone-on-bone
osteoarthritis in both knees,
getting around can be a challenge.
I thought of orthopedic surgery,
but with the risk of hospital-acquired
infections,
and a long recovery,
I've decided to "sit this one out."
Body ails, yet spirit soars,
prized memories of jogging along the
Fire Island surf,
and horsebackriding in West Hills on a
gentle spring day.
I walk with two canes,
sometimes I have pain,
but my Amish ointment soothes the
aching.
I'm proud to recall when my nine year old
grandson was three,
despite my decrepit knees, and his swift
running start,
I bolted after him before he ran out of
the supermarket automatic doors into
the parking lot adjacent to a highway.
Out of breath, I grabbed him by his shirt,
can't escape from Nana!
I know it won't get better from here,
but I'm facing it with determination,
my daughter and her family are supportive.
Body ails, yet spirit soars,
as if so high close under the clouds,
like an eagle beyond her prime years,
gliding on the summer winds. ~
er Infectious Diseases:
Anthrax.
Foot-and-mouth disease.
Leptospirosis.
Salmonellosis.
Rabies. Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy (BSE) ("Mad Cow Disease"):
Screwworm.
Bovine leukemia virus.
Ringworm. Fallboard
Q fever.
Chlamydiosis.
Campylobacteriosis.
Listeriosis. Lid
Yersiniosis. Brucellosis (also known as Bang's disease):
Cryptosporidiosis.
Infections with pathogenic strains of Escherichia coli.
MRSA.
Bovine respiratory disease.
Mastitis. Bovine Tuberculosis:
Bovine tuberculosis
there's a town named "Accident"
in Garrett County, Md.
they teach piano lessons there
SHe told me jis name was
Buceta Grande
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She calls me Darling
I call her Kitten
I try to keep her smitten
in the bed or in the kitchen
The Ozark 10 is a group of people who
done decided that they were goona
BBQ this summer at least once a week
even if someone pre-cooks
the food the day of
to have summer suppers all summer
Written by Leonidas R Trey
Piano Player
and Cantar(
(I usaully sing Tenor so that
the contrabassoon don't
tease me so much)
Guilt
vile, caustic
tainting, degrading, crushing
stain, burden, gift, merit
purifying, uplifting, liberating
undeserved, salvic
Grace
Eileen Manassian Ghali
PS...the adjective salvic comes from the noun salve, an anointment used to clear eye infections. I'm not sure if the word exists, but in my mind, I understand it to mean something that clears the vision and lets you see what truly matters, as is mentioned in the book of Revelation. The Laodiceans needed eye salve to clear their vision. Grace does that for us.
Romans 5: 20- "But where sin increased, grace increased all the more."
I am dreaming the past
Past when KBC was the only station
Each morning started with the anthem of the nation
We had to know your intention
Before saying anything through the station
Each anchor had a level of education
While talent was just an addition
Any deviation
Captured the important attention
Of the head of the nation
Dreaming my past
Is all I want to do last
Streams of dreams I rather forget fast
Like dreams from my father
That choices have consequences
A grammatical sentence that became our sentence
Is every correctly stated statement correct?
This kind that litters my mind
Making me bitter
Tearing my heart into litres of tears
These dreams make me shy
Shy to try mention my name
My name that brings me shame
Shame I cant tame
Cant tame because my mind is lame
Tell me why my kind cant cry
When all I dream are tongues of fire
From gangs on hire
With orders from higher
Higher rot that burns like fire.
Dreaming that I cant have money in my pocket
Without getting something in their jacket
Vampires so scary
Scattered in my neighborhood
Thirsty for the last drop of my blood
Limiting my limitless potential
Potential so essential
For resource mobilization
With equal allocation not hurting expectation
For relocation before suffocation.
Dreams to revitalize my generation
A possible solution for this situation
In transformation of my nation
To grow without corruption
That is like sugar
Sweeter it becomes
And disaster it welcomes
But I dare dreams
Of peaceful elections
An end to preventable infections
Through certified injections
And an education without leakage
As a privilege
For everyone in my village
Laying my head on the pillow
Feels like my heart becomes hollow
From the beams of dreams that follow
Makes me want to jump from the window
And fall on the ground so low
Flickering pain into my bone marrow
Afraid it could happen again on the morrow
What do you see in your dreams?
Streams of dreams that my head cant keep
Make me wish for beams of dreams to turn the leaf
Of people who have a resolve and a belief
That we are better together
And we need each other
Without a bother
Of clannism
Of tribalism
Of racism
But a nation of inclusion
By implementation of all legislation
In word and spirit
Envisioned in our constitution
That beams our dream.
A Multitude of Notions
Subsonic phonic interference with my ailing mind
Bubonic pneumonic incoherence at the passing of these times
Hedonic tonic maladherence to the rules of constructed rhyme
Neurotic moronic disappearance of the complex and defined
Palentology and mysogony make for an unpleasant combination
Archeology and phenomenology predate the current conversation
Numerology and autonomy form a starstruck invocation
Epistemology and ideology culminate in complex connotations
Radiant cosmological constellations inspire wonder and awe
Gradient chronological extrapolations graphing out what all of this is for
Salient anatomical combinations leave the post surgical patient raw
Valiant ethological consternations distinguish the greedy from the poor
Astounded by the notion of another concept to illustrate
Confounded by the commotion of the latest political debate
Impounded by devotion to the church, leaders and state
Resounded by emotion as it begins to culminate
Anthropomorphic projections by an unusual mind
Isomorphic reflections on the state of all mankind
Nonmetaphoric infections that keep you humble and refined
Heteromorphic injections that leave you perpetually unkind
Illuminated thought forms streaming down from a twighlight sky
Communicated societal norms leaves the question firmly stated as why?
Automated technological reforms leaves the humans passing by
Captivated innocence is reborn as each man prepares to die
Copyright Elizabeth Moroz 2025
I open up the fridge and the light flickers.
The immistakable vaporous flatulence of leftover yesterdays slams (back) shut.
Beer cartons with warning labels and horrific mug shots, people gone missing riddle me this.
Dead soldiers they lay, loose tan cigarettes long since forgotten; shattered.
“Coffee”
Gurgling and steam
Followed by an alarm
I think I may have contracted
the clap.
Two skinny necks with sucular eye-like monstrosities parasitically play host tented atop a human form.
Body changes deformatiorically speaking through similar straws.
Left over astray reeking from purgorious infections; indictment soul.
Worldly and words are not so easily irreducible complexities; unalike.
Give thanks to this nex cup of joe.
My new bff…
Nex-Cup of-joe
'To eyes that lay atop differences'
“Cheers”
We drink our voice commanded coffee and prompt cream and sugar to taste; hung over.
Some things never change.
Kind of like when
I open up the fridge and the light flickers.
9-8-16
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Climate change and its impact on health
Modern world of changing climes,
health now wanes;
As nature's balance tilts,
our bodies strain;
Beneath a sky once calm and clear,
world lost balance year by year;
Now climate shifts with fair decree,
a warning cry from land and sea.
Heatwaves scorch the fragile ground,
the burning fields, no solace found;
As glaciers melt, the oceans rise,
with every storm, the planet cries;
Floods rise with dread,
as diseases spread;
Polluted streams and tainted rain,
a silent march of spreading pain.
Water, once pure and clear,
now harbours toxins, spreading fear.
The air we breathe, a toxic veil,
as forests burn and species pale;
The human toll, a heavy weight,
as illness grows at nature’s fate;
Lungs choke on smog, poor plight,
allergies soar, a constant fight.
Infections spread where warmth prevails,
in altered lands, resilience fails;
Asthma, fever, heatstroke’s breath,
a changing world that whispers death.
Communities displaced, homes lost to the tide,
mental anguish deepens, where to hide;
The toll on health, from climate's drift,
a solemn truth, a painful shift;
But in dim shadow of despair,
hope remains, in action, in care;
To mend the earth, to heal and fight,
to turn the darkness into light.
For every seed of hope we sow,
acts of kindness, our courage shows;
With unity and strength, we face the test,
protecting health for all, we do our best;
Together we can change the tide,
for health, for life, for earth’s own pride.
Written July 30, 2024
© Dr Upma A Sharma
The Lord is my physician.
I won’t be sickly.
He helps me to get my rest and much-needed sleep.
He gives me exercises to do;
He makes me stronger.
He instructs me on the best supplements
for my health’s sake.
Even though my food and environment are filled with toxins,
I will feel safe
because I trust in You.
Your wisdom and Your remedies soothe me.
I encounter infections and viruses in many places that I go;
You protect me from Pandemics.
I feel so grateful.
Surely strength and fitness will enhance my well-being
through the days of my life,
and I will be healed by my Physician
evermore.
a requsst to all good souls
Save me from all
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From the raise up from my bed to night
Many infections of unwanted sins
Though we can start with a rigid life line
Many hppenings of that day will make us to deviate
We may have highly valued morals to follow
Our vision and feelings will tempt to do a wrong
Mind wil create many illusions to support
for doings
perishing beauty of a lady
will push in to the nasty bin of lust
We may try to come out of that bin but
the past will not allow us to come out
Steady and wisewill also slip in to that pit
Their justification of their slips
permanently keeps us to our life long
I place my prayers to all souls
to lift from all bitter ditch and
Save me from all.
Sakthi Ravichandran
Poetry by SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN
Written 2007-08-31 kl 06:19
Maidens often tells me she love me,
But can that truly be?
One who does not to me respect show,
But always my ideas she akimbo.
I asked my duplicate,
Whether it's a thing of my fate.
"Can someone who loves you,
Show no respect to your rule?
Can one who loves you,
View you in your seriousness as fool?
Can one who bear your affection,
Often cause you variant infections.
If truly she loves; I qoute,
Then,does she always me wrong qoute?
When my abilities toss me to speak,
Then will her mockery raise to it's peak.
She'll often mock my ingenuity,
Which pierce into my versatality.
Does she really love?
Tell me,or does she want me like a whot
shove?
'Cos by all my intuity,
I can't trace the particles of love's
conformity.
Let say she disguises,
Must she take it too far to this phases?
My quest for her personality,
Is now melting down like a scorched lead.
Tell me,does she really loves me,
Or only enjoy my spirituality?
Tell me,Tell,Tell me
Tell me, Tell, Tell me
Tell me, Tell, Tell me
For i'm pressed and squeezed like a bill.
Does she feel so pompous,
That made her conceive that i wroth her
purse?
Does her beauty stir her so hardly,
That her aroma disguist my belly.
One who i bare sickness with,
One who i share illness with.
One who my heart travels to greet,
Every hour while on thought's street.
One who i persuade 'I AM' for,
Don't even care if i fall.
Should i believe them,
Or pluck my garment at its hem?
Cos my rein did wept,
And my affection forever crept.
In search of an abode,
That will be to her a Lord.
Should i say she's by jealousy toss?
Or methink her that i her friend toast*?
Tell me,Tell,Unveil to me,
For this no more a secret.
I made 'I AM' so compassionate,
To make her edified in faith.
My intestine fought with my worms,
For the course of this maiden's norms.
But here is the tragedy,
Nay,should i say Blessing?
For this maiden of which my mouth is fixed
on,
Is the bone of bone of which i'm loan.
This stamped me on the fence,
With no idea whether to stay or hence.
For yet my shout and screams,
And affection for her is still like the tree.
But here i don't know if she truly loves,
Or if she wants to give me to the fox.