Short Ails Poems

mom and chicken soup
panacea for all ails
liquid love in bowl...

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He whose ass is for sales 
knows well why his ass ails.

Volodymyr Knyr
2014...

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Love is a disease of the heart and mind,
It eases when sweet, but ails when bitter....

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friendly sun resting
       in the winter morning rain
          laziness,  ails me !...

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There's nothing like chicken soup

     to cure what ails you
 
         ~ and help you poop...

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If I had to
Don’t know for sure
What I would do 
To cure your ails
Set the sails
And glide away...

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Our body ails, yet God’s bliss current flows ~
Peace beyond understanding, our heart knows

26-March-2023...

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Our hooves, claws, horns and fingernails
To pick up objects like straw in bales,
Made of keratin, rarely affected by ails,
Helps us to raise our boats with fine sails....

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we’ve observed
that when body ails
bliss yet diminishes not
presence in rapture sails

it is a strange paradox
even as form decays
smiling as we fall
our soul plays...

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Oh I would take time
if only to ponder on
and your love to keep me strong
then you I would take
safe within my memory
a shining light ails the gloom.

© Harry J Horsman  2013...

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To all you Socialists who can't attend reunions
  In Cuba, China, or the Former Soviet Union
Here is my recommendation for what ails ya --
  Spend a couple months in sunny Venezuela...

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Advil's my friend, good for what ails you
At old age, pains right down to my shoes
Shouldn't be allowed
Exempt from crowds
But no one escapes the ravages that ensues...

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Bring me the head of a pig, my lowly peons
Bow before your master, I'll save you from your demons
Cure what ails you
When things go askew
Clean up the messes in your lower regions...

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Bring me the head of a pig, my lowly peons
Bow before your master and I'll save you from the demons
Cure what ails you
When things go askew
Clean up the messes in your lower regions...

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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...

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A seeming improbability.
How I again trace
Night hours, the forgotten of face .
With sharper details.

Tis not that odd a fact really.
When come out to haunt
Ghosts; be they from its past, taunt
And who's housed peace ails....

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New beginnings seep, twilight
etches skylines chilled.. 
Receding montages fade
into blue distilled
licked by comet's tails
caressed by the milky way,
a balm for what ails




Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Contest:WONDER OF DUSK IN SEGUIDILLA
10/1/2012...

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Praise
Affirms
Rare of joy,
Enkindling  child’s
Nights…
Time
Hails love
Of Dad, Mom--
Out to nurture
Dreams



3.20.2019
Light Up The Page 3 Contest
For Joseph May...

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new life
all strife

springtime
once fine

aw spring
poor thing

winter
got her

just look
tied up

spring sun
no fun

in out
no clout

ground cold
be told

spring fails
life ails

spring vexed
whats next...

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Thro song land anks thor fall e thish;
Fy morpoise pere his ow nulfilled.
Fespecially e thackerel:
Mes, yose tharticulary pilled.

Ne wall sheturn ro tairer feas;
Se wip flour ails, tand ave woodbye.
Gand ould shou yever ome cour ay,
Wease pling brore mish, fes, ying brit igh....

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Forgiveness is a tonic

A most powerful potion

It goes down ever so smoothly 

It tickles my tummy

A surprise in the middle of a turbulent hot day

The cure for what ails my scorched heart

Forgiveness goes down the hatchet and just hits the spot!


Gwendolen Rix
5-21-15...

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There are only so many times
You can open your wardrobe and
Shove the unfolded stuff in
Before you have to 
Take a look at the back 
To see what's taking up
All the space
That day isn't today
So I thought I'd write it down
There's definitely a metaphor
For all that ails you
Within that thought...

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Life’s struggles compounded daily
Whatever ails me, it hurts like crazy
I believe it could be, a little bird and a bee
That came across pretty bad, obviously
Noticing my clothes are not on me

Russell Sivey

Entrant into Tracie's "Make Me Giggle... Make Me Laugh..." contest...

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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...

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HATE(5-8)


Hope haunts my hierarchy in a manner most befitting Hades hounds.

Alluring as it almost is, I opt to alleviate my ails through the Almighty.

The terrible torrential tempest of thought tempt me in a twist.

Everlasting eludes me evermore in exchange for an emerging epiphany of essential 
ecstasy....

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