Short Ails Poems

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Premium Member Chamomile Tea Good For What Ails You

1-cup
some boiling water
2 heaping teaspoons of sugar
1-bag of chamomile tea 
Pour a cup of this for you and me
Taste good, good for what ails you


5/21/18
written words by  James Edward Lee Sr.
Copyright ©  2018
Form: List


Premium Member Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars

body ails and breaks down 
yet Spirit sores and uplifts 
life is stopped by age 

yet Spirit still sores
 hands of time wither on by 
spirit takes on flight 


body stiff so 
spirit has no age limit 
minds still sharp as whip 


old bones rest for while 
mind and body together 
keep going in life
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars

Body ails, yet spirit soars to see
Mother Nature’s beauty that surrounds
us all. I feel thankful just to be
in a place where nature’s spell abounds.

Yes, a magic spell I am under -
as I view many mountains everywhere.
At trees ablaze I gaze in wonder
in the freshness of the autumn air.

Though in pain, I must show gratitude
for friends, family and the outdoors.
Positive will be my attitude.
Yes, body ails, yet spirit soars.
Form: Rhyme

Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars

BODY AILS YET SPIRIT SOARS

I know where I am due to be going
Despite my sins for which I’ve paid
I have ailments that cause me pain
But at least I’m still considered sane
Even with the penances I’ve made
The river that takes me, is flowing

I am merely human with many flaws
But salvation has not been denied
The recent changes have been tough
Survival with dignity will be enough
There’s a future when one has died
I know my body ails yet spirit soars
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Body Ails Yet Spirit Soars


A thousand miles these feet had and still taking, 
with one step in front of the other since birth awakened. 

Wisdom in each loose silver strand 
as if each breath of whispers were planned. 

Once in a while these eyes had seen 
Miracles as years went, were treasured, and gleaned.  

Flaming sunset brought sore knees and cold hands, 
Generations of tangled and answered prayers transcended. 

Body ails yet spirit soars 
with  blessings of the Lord.

11/10/2023
© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.


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