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Aging Faster
Scares fading
Old age visible
Still sharp minded
But somehow aging faster
Unhealthy foods
Self indulge
Over weight a bit
Couch truly inviting
Slower to ascend
Aches and Pains are my two best friends
Coffee 24/7
Time flying, can’t fathom
Where does all the time go?
Take it easy
Stillness in harmony
Take in the moment
Breathe in crisp morning air
Alleviate troubled burdens
One day at a time
Thankful for each day
Growing old gracefully
One day, I will be lifted into the clouds
And leave all of my poetry behind
I’m just an old soul
On September the 18th, all turn 50 years old
I'll never forget the date, the nineteenth of November
It's etched firmly in my mind, and I'll always remember
It was the day that I had my spinal decompression surgery
And hopefully it would put an end to over a year of misery.
I was struggling to walk, and it was depressing for me
And it was especially frustrating for all my close family
I couldn't go cycling or for walks in the countryside
I just wanted to stay at home and from the world hide.
My journey started with physio, but exercise caused me pain
And I couldn't help but wonder if I'd ever be the same again
My MRI scan showed trapped nerves at the base of my spine
I opted for surgery and the surgeon reassured me I'd be fine.
I arrived at the hospital and was under the care of a surgeon
A renowned Consultant Spinal Neurosurgeon, Mr Faizul Hassan
They put surgical socks on me, along with a hospital gown
Then a porter arrived at nine o'clock to take me down.
They put a mask on my face and then I went to sleep
And it was a quarter to one when I was woken by a beep
A nurse then asked me if I wanted a drink of water
And I thought I'm having an op, maybe I'll have it later.
But I'd had my operation, and I didn't feel any leg or back pain
I was so relieved I'd had it done and I could live normally again
The porter took me back to ward one and the nurses were there
It is their kindness I'll never forget and their excellent care.
And all the surgeons too who performed my operation
They've given me my life back; for them I'm full of admiration
And all the porters, admin staff and auxiliary nurses too
They all play a vital part in making dreams come true.
I'm recovering at home now and post op I've got slight pain
I'm so glad to have had it done; I have plenty to gain
My three daughters and my wife are now looking after me
And I consider myself lucky to have such a caring family.
In a fortnight I've got to have staples removed from my back
Then my back won't feel so stiff, and I'll soon be back on track
And I've got to take it easy for a few months and watch what I do
No heavy lifting of any kind and in six weeks return for a review.
Written on the 23rd November 2023
Dedicated to all the staff at the Royal Orthopaedic Hospital in Birmingham. UK.
Hangovers do fester as belly grumbles pester just before noon
Jesters off their head after night on the tiles painting toon red
Close to fainting need a feed must get some sustenance soon
Shirking the headache lurking adored blackboard’s been read
No takeovers.. leftovers get makeovers morning and afternoon
Grazing stable biker at formica table amazing fable we croon
Not naff no faff or fuss caffs for all us riff raffs got street cred
Within we maybe a Lord or Lady not just bumpkin or buffoon
Before you got stubble or into a lot trouble bubble were fed
No fraud smorgasbord for flawed horde who applaud swoon
In the clover.. a pig in poo.. a cat with nip skip over the moon
Working class gets a VIP pass for a scoff then it is off to bed
PVC chairs in maroon & bottomless milky sugary tea a boon
Irking folks saying that the culture to which we are wed‘s dead
Won’t let become another ruin don’t impugn like Sting in Dune
Will last as hewn from the past for cast of many a loon and goon
Whichever combo folks bacon & eggs begs for a bit of fried bread
Tireless toast stacking yokes cracking the wireless a backing tune
Raiding yesteryear clips & dips in fading memory lane trips instead
Proustian rushes sprinkle gush us luxuriating in a lush laden lagoon
Savour as kids blushes twinkle with elderly who wrinkle like a prune
The history is not really a mystery as clearly is salary and calorie led
No tycoon flush on capitalist balloon spewn from a cliched cartoon
Flavour is not as posh or plush as that tosh we see over in the Med
Not cheesy or sleazy don’t tease me lampoon our cultural cocoon
Saviour for brave knave where good behaviour does favour fortune
Are batty if thrills of a patty or natty fatty spread fills you with dread
Park your ar*e ignore Worldly farce & take it easy in a Greasy Spoon
I'd be more than happy to endow my beam to you,
equally, I trust you'll impart with your own smirk too.
That is a proem forward into world harmony,
A prized seed with extremely useful whimsy.
I will endow my food with a smile,
And I'm confiding you'll nod in your style.
This feast is middling for two persons,
It is possible if we could deter arsons.
This majestic tree dispenses shade,
Nature has conveyed us with a unique cascade.
For everyone who needs to take it easy,
Let us enjoy it all around, indeed... globally!
I'd be heartily risen to relate my entity to you,
For every one of the dignities, we are apt to do.
The season minds about us, today,
While lavish panegyrics pave the way.
Accordingly, share a smile; this is a start rally.
An extraordinary beginning's blissful inventively.
1st Place Contest Winner
Written: March 6th, 2022
World Peace Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
The first stretch of wings
Is when you make it flap
Oh, don't you lose balance
You really can make it, that's for sure
You're not to be afraid
You're not to be afraid
The second you hop
Know it is coming
The first step of flying
Is when you take it easy
The first step of flying
Is feeling at ease.
Time after time, I tell you follow me
Time after time, I wait till you are ready
The first flight we need to see
The first flight little one
The first flight I need to see
The last step of flying
Is when you fly below me
There is still lot to learn
But I will teach you, all that I know
The first flight I need to see
It is a sure test to me as your mom
Time after time, eagles fly high
Time after time, we eagles fly high
The first stretch of wings
The first flight of young
The first hunt of young
Makes us best parent eagles.
Inspired by: FIRST STEP OF LOVE
(SOULFULLY LIVE IN THE CITY OF ANGELS (2004)Hughes/Thrall)
Blossom of fruit trees
strewn around the orchard
subtle hues of pink and white
shot through with purple
Seeing it reminds me that
like the fruit trees so do
each of us in our own way
blossom as we pass through
Blossom starts as a tiny bud
then through the months
opens up flooding the world
with vibrant scent and colour
Just like that tender bud
we open our minds to the new
and flower for all to see
staying true to ourselves
So when you see the blossom
keep in your mind the thought
for you to flourish and bloom
you must live and strive for fruition
Live each day as if your last
spend no time in past regrets
move on and keep climbing ladders
stretch up and reach for the stars
Do not squander your time here
march boldly on into the future
let not adversity hold you back
laugh in it's face as you pass
Many times you may be tempted
to sit back and take it easy
sloth only grows in strength
so easy to put things off
Tomorrow never comes, so onward
battle now with all your might
remember as you live your life
each new day is adventure waiting
I went with the Creative Process and referred to blossoms as they for fill their life
written 01/09/2014
contest: Words of Wisdom
(Free Verse)
Why do persist
Playing games with love?
Why do you create
In others so much pain?
Don't for a moment forget
You reap what you sow
In the end you get what you deserve
'Cause you are not inmune to pain
So take it easy
Watch your steps so carefully
Love always has a way
To make pain easy to bear
Why do you persist then
In hurting the ones, that for you seem to care
Get off that foolish mentality of yours
And give love its due chance to grow
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
aka ladylove
copyright@2005
December,05,2014
Father, because of you I feel so relaxed,
Through You today I'll chill.
Let all be well inside my heart,
Because calmness is your will.
I'll take it easy all day long,
Because You make my heart leap with joy!
You cause happiness to surge within,
Like a child with Christmas toys!
Hope in You blossoms in my heart,
As flares of joy flood my soul.
It engulfs my spirit inside me.
And makes me feel so bold!
The joy of you rushes through me Lord!
Making my heart sing happy songs.
I feel intoxicated as I think of You,
Because that's where my heart belongs!
My God I'm so relaxed and chilled,
All is well with my mind and soul.
Because you've always watched over me.
From birth and now that I'm old.
I choose to see life as easy today,
And stay calm, cool and collected.
As the joy of your love ripples through my heart,
Reassuring me I won't be neglected.
Contentment just tip toed in my mind,
Now I'm buzzing with happiness.
Because I rely on a perfect God!
Who's desire is to give us the best.
Lord, what you've created is AMAZING!
You make life AWSOME & BEAUTIFUL too!
Life is DELIGHTFUL,FASCINATING and FABULOUS!
As we learn to trust in You.
People of the world should grab a bible!
Open it, say "Lord, please speak!"
Because the Author of this book,
Is the One that all mankind seeks!
Stop trying to navigate a life that's cursed.
There are spiritual things we don't understand.
We're on a journey from cradle to grave.
That the Creator himself has planned!
Do let anyone discourage you,
Saying that Jesus stuff ain't cool.
They'll realize as you will too.
You were one of the billion's of fools!
If we are willing to learn, life is willing to teach
If we are willing to listen, the sounds of life will reach
If we are willing to receive, life has much to give
Let's take what life gives, make the best of it, and live
Sometimes, bad things will happen to good people and all of us
When trials come, be still and please do not rush
We do not always know what life will bring or share
We do know that others care, and will help us bare
There are peaks and valleys; there are some tricks; but there are more treats
Life is sometimes cold and bitter; but more often, it is warm and sweet
There is a little of the bad, sad, and ugly; but life is really mostly good
Life can’t be all good because we don’t always do the things we should
Ignore the promises of the “quick fix”; it takes time for the wounds to heal
Don’t seek the “get rich quickies”; such likes are usually schemes and tricky
So slow it down a notch or two, and get to know the good life
It’s staring us in the face, offering opportunities and grace
Take some time off; take a break; get away; and take a walk along the beach
Take a trip, but not on a plane; relax and take it easy on a slow moving train
Turn off the alarm clock; don’t answer the phone too quickly; smell the colorful roses
Live and love the good life; pick a rose, or maybe two; and share them with someone you love
100507
I always felt like life ought to have larger meaning than I'd ever be able to attribute. Raised in a former Soviet republic by a single parent whose primary, righteously so, goal was to build my character - with utmost morals, good marks, great ethics, perfect behaviour, classic literature and a life goal to achieve. Time wasted was a sin. Beware of idle!
This motto, engraved in my mindset, ruled my life marathon never letting its muscular arms off my back. Never stroked, rather whipped.
Take it easy, relax and chill, lay back or even stop and smell the roses were foreign idioms I wouldn't know how to apply. "Living for myself" sounded like an oxymoron.
And "Love is all we need" wasn't the ground I walked on as a child. Pristine and pragmatic were my compass directives that sharpened my common sense (turned out not to be that common). A very handy trait.
I now dare to impart on my mom what dear life taught me: love is the most powerful sense, taking time to express it is never idle, taking it easy saves the heart beat, and smelling the roses brings out the fragrant presence of Now, all we have.
I love you, mom.
February 9, 2023