Long Osteoporosis Poems
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I.
my spine, a slow bow
osteoporosis bent~
silent architect
turning collarbones to stone
mirrors lie, but spines profess.
II.
velvet cloak draped low,
hides what the disease has built~
a secret mountain
where pride and carriage crumble.
sunlight warms my crooked peak.
*NOTE: A dowager’s hump, also known as a widow's hump, is a condition characterized by an excessive forward curvature of the upper spine, often resulting in a noticeable hump at the base of the neck. It is commonly associated with osteoporosis and/or poor posture, particularly in older adults. (source: spineinstituteoftexas.com)
Polarity showed up tonight in the small white pill resting in my palm—assurance and biological impedance within the same small shape. My endocrinologist believes taking it will rebuild my bone's density, coaxing my body to better use protein, collagen, and various minerals in places where time and age have thinned my bone's structure. But the pill brings its own polarity: it promises stronger bones even as a wave of morning-sickness nausea steals my comfort. Still, I take it, gratitude and resentment settling side by side in my heart. I’ve come to realize that sometimes polarity isn’t abstract. It’s real as real can be with me coping with two opposing truths coexisting.
white stone of healing~
a tide pulls both ways inside,
moor and undertow
We endeavor vigorously from dull dawn to dusk,
As we fly from bloom to sprout in quest of nectar,
Men stand to amass by swapping honey for bulk,
The hive will be mostly empty and left slightly ajar.
As per rhetoric, our stool can serve to treat cancer,
All ulcer forms respond finely to this therapy,
When ingested, it bears the body solid and denser,
Humans would not contrive osteoporosis misery.
We search the fertile soil at the crack of dawn,
As the visible sun's beams reveal raw floral life,
Fertilization is a side effect the same as a prawn,
The pollen grips our hairy legs, with no strife.
Men, however, are woeful with our free work,
But destroy our beehives to use honey and wax!
Our fiefs of bees are mostly massive and spark,
So we may glimpse the flowery grins and relax.
But people have utterly built microwave stations,
Working on the noble quest for sprouting nectar!
We drudge incredibly firm with little diversion,
And preserve our line going from our scepter.
Our hives are purely mangled by man, too,
And for syrup and paraffin wax, of course!
God who supplied bees in the grandest view,
Humans damage the ecology of the universe.
The clamoring bee has no time for sadness,
The mumble of bees is the garden voice,
Hear to bumblebees and follow their lead,
Some words are golden, and many are dread.
8th Place Contest winner
Written: May 25, 2022
Bee Creative Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri
My bones are old, so I’ve been told;
It’s osteoporosis.
Accepting that if I go splat
I’m done – that’s the prognosis.
So when it’s cold, I’m not so bold
To walk if streets are icy.
One little slip may crack my hip;
To chance it might be dicey.
And so today, I had to weigh
Conditions ‘fore my journey
Or I’d go whoosh, land on my tush
And end up on a gurney.
My normal route I was astute
Enough to see could trip me
So I took stock and ‘round the block
I walked and I was slip-free.
When I was young, I must have clung
To thoughts of never aging
But now, alas, I watch my ass
And every step I’m gauging.
{This "Free Verse" entry Received HONORABLE MENTIONS
IN THE Intergenerational Poetry to Bridge the Generation
Contest UNO Elders & Youth track" 2017
UNIVERSITY OF OMAHA
OMAHA, NEBRASKA}
October 15, 2017
STILL HAVEN'T LEARNT THE ELDERS CONCERNS
Got older hope my live would be easier
But instead filled with societies " I told yaw so's"
High, low and no priced health care
Diseases, Alzheimer's, Dementia, Cataracts these are what the aged have
with other health issues and osteoporosis
Can't afford even the price of toilet tissue
still haven't leant elder concerns
still haven't leant elder concerns
Can't move as quickly can't race or jet
hard for me to get, get help
From family, church and so called friends
Rising cost of living;
Only the dead can afford?
There in a coffin their debts ignored maybe even forgiven
Friends most are as old as I am loneliness spending time with them and fam
means more than you think
wonderful wife/husband died gone on home to heaven
Alone more so than you think
Financial predators trying to sell me goods or services
they see me vulnerable
Grandchildren still sweet and loveable
I may be abused and neglected so unprotected
Aged eyes hard to see should I stop driving my vehicle
can't keep up with social climate changed computers, Tablets, Face Book
Twitter
Whatever happened to face to face, eye to eye communication?
What a nation?
They throw the elders away why the younger stay bitter
Again when will this nation learn?
They still haven't learnt the Elder's Concerns
09/26/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
submitted submission for " Intergenerational Poetry to Bridge the Generation Contest UNO Elders & Youth track" 2017
Granny had osteoporosis
Her bones were brittle
They broke without her even
Falling down or touching something
She was always the one
Taking care of her family
Alive with encouragement
And wisdom that never failed
It came to the point in her life
When she had to have help
To go to the bathroom or take
A shower – even get dressed
Mama fed her favorite foods
Biscuits and gravy, fruit
The things she’d always known
Freshly grown and canned by her hands
Granny was nearly blind
She always sat in the same place
Waiting for her time
She was 89 that year
When her breathing stopped
And she left for her journey
To heaven – I cried for my loss
Because she was better off
Jesus came to get her
Oh, Prolia,
look what you’ve done to me!
you fortress-builder,
you quiet architect
shoring up the fragile rafters
of my bones.
You whisper promises
of strength,
of scaffolding restored,
of a spine that stands
a little straighter
against the years.
But mercy,
you also leave me
aching like an old hymn~
muscles humming their complaints,
bones murmuring
as if they’re remembering
every fall,
every fracture,
every winter
I’ve ever lived through.
Still, I lift my hands
in a half-laugh, half-prayer,
because healing
is rarely tidy,
and grace sometimes arrives
with a wince.
So here I am~
grateful for the fortress,
grumbling at the ache,
and learning to live
in the strange middle ground
where medicine
and mortality
meet.
Oh, Prolia,
look what you’ve done to me!
you’ve made me stronger,
yes,
but you’ve also taught me
how tender strength can be.
Certain diseases seem to be more prevalent in some races than others
So with no other issues in your family health care history
You still may have risk factors for several diseases
Just by belonging to a particular ethnic group
African Americans
Have an increased risk for diabetes
Insulin resistance
Have the highest heart-disease risk for high blood pressure
Asian American
Have an increase risk for osteoporosis (especially women)
Caucasians
Have an increase risk of osteoporosis (especially women)
Litinos
Have an increase risk for diabetes
Insulin resistance
Are over 6x more likely to develop kidney disease if diabetic
Native Americans
Have an increase risk for diabetes
Insulin resistance
6x more likely to develop kidney disease if diabetic
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