Stroke Poems - Poems about Stroke

The smooth ink stains bleed a crimson red with each stroke The pages' colors publish a perilous message against the black granite surface Black, red, white Its message is clear It's time to stop writing...

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An idea was imprisoned in such a bind It bounced about within the precincts of the mind What did it mean I heard you say I didn’t know about it right away For it was not alone in there And had to survive a longish stare But what was missing in its story Was the truth in all its glory What will...

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I thought this life could get no worse, But life's new chapter contains a verse, Brought together a certain way, A poem is born what will it say, Life's a story going on and on, Those tragic moments I thought were gone, Without pre warning there was no sign, Apart from this I was feeling fine, Of all the body it...

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Thoughts pierced the whites of my brains, Tainted blood flowed out of my veins, One half of me then paralysed, My speech now completely disguised. Why was I stubborn with the drugs? My right arm now too weak for hugs. Beat fast, my heart under my cloak, Just too bad I now have a stroke. Recovery now cost fortunes, Drag I must my distortions, Since...

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At the stroke of midnight, werewolves come alive sharpening their nails and fangs, so their plans will thrive Witches too dust off their brooms, mount and start to fly their features silhouetted by the moon against...

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wings whispering, lithe in bold hues, purple, gold, blue faded songs, pulsing ...

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Have you ever wondered about all the things that require your signature in life How about a marriage certificate, I now pronounce you man and wife A steady hand is needed as you buy your first home If a writer's cramp occurs with so many places to sign, you are not alone The car of your dreams you...

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I’m laying here not knowing who I am Bleeding drains my soul Lost my way of who I am Drifting eyes looking up Crazy glazed Closing my mind Waving like a prom queen Falling from grace from my body I don’t know where I’m going Frantic eyes drifting in air Reaching out Grabbing hold Reaching out Grabbing hold Grabbing hold Free falling what life held Only...

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Written: September 30, 2023 Sponsored by: Silent One Pick a Colour Contest "There is my body, in it an ocean formed of his glory, all the creation, all the universes, all the galaxies, are lost in...

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My good friend, neighbor, had a stroke. I called my church group, friendly folk who vowed to help her; she was broke. Aid was planned, day by day. Our lives were changed as her A-team; to give support became our dream. Healed by God, her face on high beam, such joy is our mainstay. The extra mile has been defined. Simple matter - heart...

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"At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 40 seconds, precisely." "At the Third Stroke. It will be four, four, and 55 seconds, precisely." Old timers like me can remember when time was voiced on the telephone when you dialed '1984'. To get the 'Speaking Clock'! or were told the time in tolls of local church bells. or the number of...

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TRUTH 2 Truth came to stroke, hold with joke sprinkle justice and joy transform lies with tears lift hearts from holes with bells on her toes Out of the dirt, up the stairs eating mushrooms with dare breath in human hair listens to rolling drums with care sucks sweet nectar She senses through many lenses Truth comes to give Grace sweetbreads and shout-outs petals, stardust and eggs across...

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There were times in the past. I stood by your side I learned nothing ever last. No one there to confide. Spent day after day waiting for her to come back. Lost what I wanted to say Time went by My heart started turning black. No more tears left to cry Time didn't heal Sometime during the tears I cried I just...

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Visually impaired - I view the mirrors The effect - I danced in life Colors - Hues impressed my very soul I became the artist -I painted Love of life's beauty - realism indeed Even the flower the challenge at most Sanity within me as I push brush Exerted up all night it takes a toll Teachers- astounding bringing best But yet I...

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