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Pivotal Poetry Poem
Cool water washing over my feet
ocean glistening where sky does meet
soft sand sifting through my toes
fresh sea breeze scents up my nose
tiny little treasures hidden in the sand
warmth of the sun giving life to the land
swallows dancing with joy in the sky
enjoying the sun as they flitter and fly
butterflies emerging in the warmth of the day
new life begins as they fly on their way.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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My feet are always aching, like I've been on them all day
my muscles keep on twitching, my back keeps giving way
the migraines keep me tired and the Fibro too
I'm seriously lacking energy, but I've got so much to do.
The list keeps getting longer, I've lost my train of thought
now a daily struggle, I wish my pain was naught
I'm really good at hiding, exactly how I feel
though my tank is nearly empty, I need my bod to heal.
My skin is all darn prickly, like I'm poked with pins
I'm lacking motivation, I really need some wins
Sleeps another factor, don't get much of that
which leads to inactivity and bloody body fat.
WTF!
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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Pivotal Poetry Poem
There's a lot less talking
away from city lights
a lot more quiet
under starry nights
A lot less chaos
when you take time out
more to breath in
relax all the doubt
A lot less congestion
in the open country air
more to appreciate
the city don't compare
A lot less noise
from all the open bars
just toasting marshmallows
underneath the stars
I wouldn't change a thing
the city's not for me
underneath the blanket
of stars I'd rather be.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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A Love that was forbidden some said we’d go to hell it may have all been wrong in our world - all was well
Long starry night walks days of dreamy bliss the warmth and tender touch and Oh the sensual kiss
I cherish the time we had the gentle hugs you gave until we meet again my love I’m the keeper of your grave.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2024
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Forgetful moments, hair thinning,
Memories fading, ears ringing,
Hands wrinkled, boobs drooping,
Knees weak, words looping,
Silver top, hot flushing,
Bladder weakness, loo rushing,
Bones tired, sleeping less,
Couldn’t care, such a mess,
Eyes blurring, tummy tucks,
Getting older, really sucks.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2022
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It takes strength, day and night
to tolerate pain, the Fibro fight
the muscle aches, damn brain fog
total exhaustion, stiff as a log
headaches, sciatica, insomnia and more
tinnitus, vertigo, and stress galore
nerve pain and spasms, when does it end
this Fibromyalgia needs to mend
I don’t look sick, but my struggle is real
I’m quite often hot, when cold you feel
The ride never ends, but I am strong
Chronic pains no joke, but I will go on.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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Pivotal Poetry Poem
There's no AI in what I write
It's all in my head late in the night
My thoughts my poems are all my own
maybe not intelligent but real with tone
no computer-generated words I do write
just me and my thoughts late in the night.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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Perhaps in another lifetime
we are meant to meet
this one didn’t deliver
it’s been no easy street
Perhaps in another timeline
our souls will intertwine
this one’s been a twister
no floating on cloud nine
Perhaps in another galaxy
far beyond the stars
our Hearts will meld together
no barriers & no bars
Perhaps in another dimension
our Love will last for sure
this world left me lonely
I don’t want this life no more.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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She longed for the touch - of a caring man
who understood her poetry - be her biggest fan
She waited several decades and many star lit nights
just to feel his hands - in afternoon delights
She yearned for a man - but never did he come
Cupid shot his arrow and only nicked his thumb
She once believed in Love and hoped with all her heart
for a caring honest man - but cupid forgot this part
She spent many nights and days and weeks alone
cursing stupid cupid - for leaving her on her own
She thought about the moral – that this poem brings
an epiphany arose – Cupid lost his wings.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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Crippling, draining, head in a vice
Throbbing, nauseating, not very nice
Poor concentration, vision change
Heightened perception, feeling strange
Sleepless nights, debilitating pain
Intolerance to light, that’s Migraine
Ears ringing, sounds too loud
Wish I could click and send to my Cloud
Body fatigue, from migraine attack
Day’s left feeling, I’m out of whack
No magic cure, a complex condition
No click to cloud, just my rendition.
Copyright © Pivotal Poetry | Year Posted 2023
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