Long Regimen Poems

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Premium Member Healthy Voices

I grow increasingly concerned
about living in an unhealthy monoculture
of educational
evangelical
judicial
legislative hubris

Rhetorically LeftBrain dominant
verbally debating
which empowered opinion leader
will improve my personal consumer powers
and ego-incorporated 
greed productive profits

In this competitive big Dog
eats little not leftbrain dominant 
feminized nasty girl-dog 
predative worldview

In which straight white male dominant
militarized
police state supporters
armed and dangerous
capital profit performers
for self-aggrandizing opulence
corpulence
corporate satiation

Slick as opioid addiction
to causing pain
supporting profitable relief
through drug-addiction management,

Corporate sponsored 
unhealth
uncaring
inhumane unwealth
predation strategies
to survive economies
of LeftBrain dominant
scarcity

With no apparent worthy survivors
after we professionally
corporately
predatively kill prosperity
of all our individual species
recast as if
competitive pleasure-seeking consumers
on some superficial entertainment regimen
and off from our own RightBrain
cooperative mind
inviting compassionate health care
ecologically co-gravitating, 
sacredly indigenous
natural/spiritual nondualistic,
bilateral, 
contextually therapeutic intelligence.

What we need
and mental/physical healthcare expect 
our teachers
clergy
judges
and elected representatives to wisely administer
is health and safety
of this
and future humane
regenerators 

Of past
and for future
bicameral
bipartisan
multicultural compassion,

Sacred
indigenous
health/wealth equitable
and potentially win/win care

Integrity,
our universal EarthTribe 
becomes more economically co-invested
in cooperative
dialogical political values

Empowering integral
holistic
equitable health care reception

Which is also
enlightening 
trusted
not frightening
safe wellness,
prosperity,
wealth care

Seeking cooperative EarthPeace 
through health mediating productions.


Another Real Day In the Life

i hold her until she drifts off to sleep
hoping she will feel better, i gently grease her chest
this is not about being a typical male tonight
this is about helping to return her to wellness so she can get back to facing the world
her three day struggle hurts much deeper than i came close to thinking
if she gets any worse, it just may lead me to drinking

as she wakes up, she tells me that her head is pounding and that she is experiencing chills
i get up to go grab her electric blanket and then i make her some chicken noodle soup
after giving her the soup, i then make her some hot honey lemon tea
an hour and a half later we both drift off to a deep sleep
the alarm reminds us both what time it really is
i get up to get ready for my sixteen hour day
she lays back down to get herself further rest
i fix the covers for her and kiss her on her too warm forehead and tell her to get plenty of rest
thank the Lord that it is Friday
i eat my breakfast of a regimen of vitamins and some orange juice
then i am off to set up my eventual episode of doggone near passing out
another real day in the life....
© Marty King  Create an image from this poem.

Trotts Folly

Collagen may help increase muscle mass and strength for the elderly. One study tested 72 male participants, all of which engaged in the same exercise regimen, but half received supplementary collagen while the other half received a placebo. While all participants showed muscle improvement, those who received the collagen experienced significantly greater improvements. 

Alleviating Joint Pain

In a six-month study, 200 patients diagnosed with joint pain were given either collagen hydrolysate or a placebo. At the end of the study, participants receiving collagen were significantly more likely to report improvement in joint pain than those given the placebo. These results suggest that dietary intake of collagen may be effective in treating joint pain for some people.
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Plick plick plunk plunk
plung!
ooh,ooh,auh ooh we
yeah, yeah, yeah!
plunk,pling,plunk,pling!
ooh,yeah!
ooh yeah
auh auh yeah!
plinka,plinka;pling!
ooh,auh,ooh,auh!
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aneutronic
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Energy yield comparisons
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Required plasma temperatures
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got me say ooh auh ooh
auh,auh oohy,auh ooh:ooh!
yeah;yeah
ooh!
auh ooh, ooh!
yeah yeah yeah!
auh ooh ooh!
I say ooh!
auh ooh!
auh ooh, ooh!
yeah:yeah;yeah!
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Form: Ballad

Beginning of the End

We all get beaten by the hammer of fate
Go to bed early or stay up late 
It don't matter what's your regimen –
At a certain juncture the end will begin 

Beginning of the end 
Beginning of the end 

J. F. Kennedy went for a ride 
One motorcade later, our president had died 
J. F. Kennedy Junior flew 
Out in the rain and then he was through 

Beginning of the end –
It’s the beginning of the end. 

Now everybody gets what's coming his way,
I thought I heard the Greek philosophers say 
Some folks think fate passes them by 
Well tell that fable to Princess Di –

Of the beginning of the end

Back in kindergarten, I made a trap
Dug a hole near a tree full of sparrows and sap
Led a boy there and pushed him in
That was the beginning of original sin

The road of fury, the pathway of fate –
Everybody’s flyin cause everybody’s late
An’ there won’t be any pardon at the high golden gate
‘Cause we used our precious time to masturbate 

Pull yourself over to the side of the road 
Take a moment to reflect before the engine explodes 
An’ the drivers pass you by all craning their necks
To see the latest and greatest of highway wrecks 

I’m telling you children, the end ain’t no joke 
When the whole human forest goes up in smoke 
And that mansion in Death Valley gets blown to bits
‘Cause the whole world-psyche was on the fritz —

That’s the beginning of the end,
My beautiful friend.
Form: Epic

Obtain and Maintain Insane Strain Pain

When rollerblading I threw out my back. 
A sidewalk bump sent me off the track. 
On the way home I had felt out of whack. 
Did extra stretches to create motion slack. 

But the lumbar pain would come and go. 
My posture suddenly elderly, a pain show. 
When walking I’ll hobble around all decrepit. 
My legs uncooperative and are full of quit. 

Pain shifted from lower back to the right hip. 
Triggered by a sidewalk crack and near trip. 
To get around I grab walls and solid furniture. 
At this point the best way to treat I am unsure.  

Can hardly dress myself or grasp stuff nearby. 
Pain reaches points I think I’m ready to die. 
People squirm seeing me in this weak state. 
With an elite fitness regimen, it’s karmic fate. 

Asking for my wife to get stuff out of reach. 
When not overwhelmed, she can be a peach. 
Such a contrasting dynamic from my before. 
Winning fitness challenges by shocking score. 

High volumes of pushups, burpees & squats. 
Frequent strengthening and stretching shots. 
But I learned one misstep can derail the train. 
Workouts get suspended when in bad pain. 

The worried looks on faces is a reversal. 
When before I was awaiting a rehearsal. 
For a professional pushup competition. 
Now totally beyond my comprehension. 

So I’ll patiently await the results of the tests. 
Wondering if I’ll get back to setting my bests. 
Willing to settle for the ability to just walk. 
Surprised with all the agony I can still talk. 

Took a needle to the joint to get some relief. 
Hoping it helps my body going through grief. 
Trying to inhale but keep holding my breath. 
Suddenly understand why people chose death. 

Constant pain totally changes life’s direction. 
Only way to resolve is with medical inspection. 
So I hope and pray it clears up pretty soon. 
Because right now I’m as useful as a buffoon.
© Adam Segal  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme


God Gave

Come October and things start to change,
In the natural, and spiritual range.
Life too is full of changes and seasons,
Do not loose joy - there are good reasons.

A cheerful heart is good like a medicine,
We are called to enjoy life’s regimen.
People are in our lives for a reason,
Some lifelong but others for a season.

Some people will not walk with you for your Now,
But you can be important for others – let God show how.
Prayerfully and divinely connect,
For there is the key to our future, direct.

Keep fervent in love for one another,
For you cannot go wrong - brother and sister.
With loving and investing in people,
You only build a life so strong, not feeble.

For God is love and God so loved the world,
That He gave His Son - His only begotten One!

A Taste of Your Own Medicine

7/8/17

Laughing when others crumble
So very far from trustful
Time I cause you trouble
And make you struggle
Whether or not it makes you humble

A swinging pendulum
I'm being genuine
Here with a second wind
And sudden surge of adrenaline
Come get a taste of your own medicine
Since you're daily regimen
Has been taking advantage of denizens
You'll eventually be food for nature, including pelicans
The outside soft like gelatin
And inside hard because of the skeleton

A world so chaotic and hectic
Catch you when you least expect it
Without a question
Not going to teach you a lesson
Or send you a message
But maybe you'll find out if there is hell and heaven
Or other dimensions
Without talking to a reverend
When shrapnel is imbedded
Or after you are beheaded
Form: Rhyme

Inordinate Amount of Leisure Time

Might help explain how fruit
full this harmless poetic brute,
(a Methacton School of hard knocks
grad), who sports astute
demeanor with ample
brew netted locks,
vaguely androgynously cute,

his trademark signature hirsute
unstyled wavy hair
tell tale characteristic,
not that I care if anyone
gives rats ass and/or hoot
bummer attire acceptable since
long unemployed and

recipient with meager loot
receiving social security
disability to boot,
nonetheless can while
away unlimited numbers
of wee hours into morning
yea ideally best time to sleep,

but also most optimal,
while the missus thrashes
in bed thankfully mute
unless ya don't count
flatulence she doth toot
disrupting and derailing
train of thought
courtesy trumpeting glute.

An unexpected whistling
unlike Christopher Robin
hi ho... hi ho exiting
their wooded den
(think Snow White and
her seven dwarf men)
off to work they go to earn cents

(unbeknownst conversion into) yen
boot just enough to undergo
gastric bypass surgery
to shrink abdomen,
plus grueling boot camp regimen
guaranteeing bullseye

hit courtesy artillerymen
nsync with honing
sharp eyed acumen
joining (rather leading) civilians
carrying out coup d’etat
putsch ching aside feeble,
inept and lame

president to step up
and augment pen
ultimate last ditch effort
to halt climate change
to stave turning planet Earth
into self destructive oven.

All joking aside horrific,
née apocalyptic crisis doth loom
perhaps even unleashing mushroom,
clouds (thrown in for good measure)
encompassing entire planet
assuredly spelling doom,
where liquidation and fire sale
at all brick and mortar
stores will bloom,

(just ash at the front desk)
charcoal burnt offering skeleton crew
pointing blackened decker
index finger boom
meringue literally every black
Friday, Saturday, Sunday...
until every tomb
morrow until end of time.

Premium Member All Trendy Diet Fads

As I mused in bosom stone, I presume for myself.
It wouldn't alarm me that I must do a diet program. 
Slight weight reduction will profit my life.
Weight might prompt some sort of alarm.

I started with a healthy eating habit. 
Made of scores that should be tabulated. 
Food varieties are endured alike biscuits or chocolate. 
Despite my best endeavors, I flubbed it.

Some other individuals asked to drink a lot of fluid. 
This aids the removal of pollutant. 
I essentially quit the regimen am eluted. 
Since I went to the lavatory much of the night!

To make it simple, I start trying a low-carb diet.
My meal plans are as simple as a night's dream.
I'm told not to eat red meat, bread, or sweet dessert.
Never ingest cookies, candy bars, or ice cream.

However, after several days of reduced carb.
Events did not carry out as expected.
This was the specific converse of the water gob.
Every day, I feel obstructed from doing my works. 

I've had enough with the eating plans.
The trick is to select a suitable one.
For a sack of chips with two hands.
Was a real well food right for me then?



Written: August 1st, 2021

The Marmite Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: List

Road To Recovery Still Battling Empty Nest Syndrome 1st Twitter

many a december twenty forth gone by, 
whence wisp of carolers ghosts hauntingly adorn
remembrance of sum...
er things passed along tummy 
from ma late ma alm 

compunction eruption viz:
fruition, gumption interruption 
sans redemption how became re: born
whereby this pop - 
bleary eye lids ready to droop

with his tired bones snapping 
and popping like jimmy crack corn
an immediate need to succumb to sleep 
found me transfixed how blessings did a dorn 
mine attention riveted at shrouded foghorn
echoing...choing...hoing 

never knowing hands of time didst flap
matthew scott harris, 
who yawned avast cingular gap 
countless decades swallowed un hap 
pulley lost soul within early 
twenty something years
devoid of inner GPS to help map 
and guide this stricken n fore lorn future pap
though the hour 
(at time this got written) nsync kin rap
pa head lee well nigh 

closing in on six in the morn 
way before synapses snap
crackle and pop, 
whereby the sage within mine psyche 

waving a finger - tsk tsk - with mild scorn
for forgoing to bed, yet...
a powerful tsunami like force arose up 
when viewing the account of how tara - blank -
became rent asunder and torn
from an terrible accident of fate - 
though a miraculous recovery now worn.

now fast forward to recent past 
receding extremely fast
as if powered by remnant cosmic blast
resulting in avast

blurred montage flickr ring
exercise regimen of running plus lifting weights - 
perhaps so many reps of a curl
finds me applauding, huzzahing, 
and praising daughter's efforts...so you go girl

with all inner strength pell mell into fitness:
disciplining molding, sculpting- yar body hurl
testing your limits to the max
whether across busy urban streets or...
where landscape offers open space with pearl
jam skies - in outlying less populated tracts - 
giving freedom to dance n twirl.

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