Short Stiffness Poems

Awake to stiffness,
and age appropriate pains.
Coffee elixir!...

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Morning; I awake
with stiffness in my
lank legs.
Yesterdays long run
has taken its toll
on my
ungrateful, ageing
body....

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Full of flavor I am,
no regard,
for the stiffness of my chains
the temperature of this day
how heavy the rain rains,
can’t eat away
my ability to smile!...

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Ever been diagnosed with minor deadness
When symptoms are stiffness and deafness
Stillness prevails
Absence of emails
Also restricts their game of tennis...

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With spooked nerves' dead of night woe
This horror show
Morns and fogged, quaking on through.
Eves and fogged, back.

A bony figure's stiffness
And lifelessness
Treed, which its leading part plays.
Treed, with star's knack....

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I get a big stiffness talking to a strange girl like you
You call me sweetheart and I call you love
I get a huge deformity in my pants
Oh my dear unnamed lady so close to me

But half a world away

Let’s get together and make this happen
Be more than a voice on the phone
You're my wet lush cliché who's real...

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the snow is lightly falling
it's sleekness like silk sheets
draping around a warm body
it's taste is refreshing
cooling to the tongue
i can hear my feet
crunching on it's stiffness as it 
gathers on the sidewalk filling in the uneven cracks
it's beauty is amazing 
serene and serenading
to me as i briskly walk home...

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A little man for such a big title.
Rosy cheeks flushing the blue of his eyes like birds from a bush;
Charisma came to mind as his eyes met mine.
He was the big guy I could tell
By the stiffness of everyone else
In the straight faced entourage
Seeing right through me.
His Holiness...
Or humbleness
Perhaps gave this guy his clout.


2/6/2020...

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Can I call it mine?

The sprakling of the stars
Embedded in the sky
Lighting it with their smiles
Trying to make it shine

The singing of the waves
Curling at the shore
Soothing it with their rhythm
Calming down its sigh

The magic of the words
Dancing on the page
Coaxing away its stiffness
Bringing it to life

Can I call it mine?
Can I call it love?...

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JOURNAL
The Last Few – I

This piece of
solidity
Sitting atop a
transparent world,
See-through only
because
Stability seems
fixed 

Head back    trying
to think,
A sense of blood
pumping,
A flash that cups
the hands.
The last few will be
searching

When one cannot
understand life
Then one goes
within, 
Within where absence
softens.
Yet    even then   
stiffness remains...

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My coat

In the value of the user in value formation.
Establishment of space use.
It is necessary to be able to channel the dark gas of space into the coat.
More power for application.


I carried fifty billion five hundred thousand people with a coat.
Body measurements are calculated for weight flexibility.
Processing the steps requires more performance.
Extra stiffness power for body joints....

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The old woman walks 
With such stiffness and care
But for Gods' loving graces
That could be me there

She is tenderly holding
A small dress of lace
And a bright shining look
Does her creases erase

I have lots of things 
Gathered up in my cart
When I said"go before me"
It gave her a start

She turned and she thanked me
Then beamed out a smile
Once again all was well
In this world for awhile...

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He walks toward me, old, shabby and crooked,
yet there’s a pliancy of new mown-hay in him.

A peppery hound follows.
Now and again the dog slows and flops,
its muddy eyes question marks.
He calls to it -
the dog struggles up from a knuckled stiffness,
a skewbald tail wags.

I capture them both in an intake of breath.
We have all been traipsing,
but these two are at ease with their path,
while I have yet to find one....

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Seasons come
Seasons go
Some prefer to stay numb
Some prefer nights that stay aglow

Not me
I like to be
The one who breathes
The tears
And cries the air we fear
I live for the chorus

I'm the one 
Whose laugh runs
Through stillness
And breaks the stiffness

I wish to be surrounded
By ones who turn black to red
Our laughter mingles
Senses tingle

Our voices join
You and me
In harmonious glee
Raucous as the sea
We live for the chorus...

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I try not to.
I blink anyway.
Like blinking out seawater.
It pours.
Goosebumps are uncontrollable.
Sitting for hours.
Sitting unnaturally.
But I can’t shift, only sway.
They command me to stand.
My feet are asleep, but that’s not the worst of it.
I see my surroundings again.
Bed.
I’m embarrassed.
I lie down and become stiff again.
I don’t bother with the blanket.
It never helps.
I don’t bother crying.
It never ever helps....

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Simultaneously, we come
Empty; Nothing left in the tank.
Xyloid like stiffness gets a yank,
Undoing the collective sum.
An excitement, that just went numb,
Leaves a deposit in your bank,
Intended as an extra "thanks,"
Zooming in on where it came from.
A huge release has been received,
Taken from one willing to share.
I am pleased to feel so relieved,
On the eve of this love affair.
Now that I received my reprieve,
Satisfaction is what I bear....

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Oh for the Love of Fibro
there for me every day
constantly reminding me
she is here to stay

With twitches and cramping
aching and pain
heaviness, weakness
& a foggy brain

Stiffness & trembles
Tender skin too
exhaustion & rib pain
but that’s nothing new

It’s just my Fibro friend
keeping me alert
reminding me constantly
my life has turned to dirt

Oh for the Love of Fibro
wish she’d go away
she’s so damn clingy
& Aint no friend today....

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We cannot come now the ladybug sang with accord.
We are smelling the starch on the ironing board.
The baby mouse agreed, she loved the smell of starch too.
And she liked the stiffness of the jeans her mom ironed all blue.

They sat next to the baskets watching Mrs. Mouse work.
She ironed for the McGuffries, the Geedogs and Mr. McLerk.
The iron’s steam wafted in the air, filling the lungs of the two.
Who loved the aroma every time she reached for a denim of blue....

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WORDS - ALOUETTE

Nightmares in my skin;
Scourging deep within.
Blood and bones sizzling abreast...
Aged tired nerves plead
from words carving bleed
to screams of cruel arrest.

Head like tomb stillness
chaining rock stiffness.
Iron hurt span rumbling din.
To endure, my gong,
stopping a torch song.
Hence, be far in any sin.
______________________________
CONTEST NAME: SCREWED
SPONSOR: ROB CARMACK
PLACED 3RD

(c)O.E. Guillermo
10:52pm
September 05, 2014...

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The Russian bear never died
it was in prolonged hiber-nation
tending to western inflicted wounds
nibbling on yellow stars
gathering strength
waiting for an opening
waiting for weakness.

Now the bear feeds on the blood of women
each hectare of land it tramples.
Burying the soul of children.
The red bear hammers death into the lips of peace
While the red dragon spreads it's virus...

The aging harlot of the west. 
On its spindly-oily knees 
only tends to the stiffness of God....

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Autumn sneaks early into September
With cloudy days and cooler temp,
A feeling of fall in the morning air
Arthritis is back, causing me to limp.
Thank goodness for dear ol’ Ben Gay
With his sweet smell of peppermint,
He helps me make it through the day
By applying his soothing, minty scent.
The pain is real, the ache depresses
With stiffness that won’t go away,
We all have those minor distresses
Unfortunately, Arthritis plans to stay!

Written September 10, 2022...

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