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Gretchen1
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   Posted 7/9/2009 7:10 PM (GMT -7)   
I have a poem that helps explains MS for me.  I would love for you to follow up with poems of your own.  They can be humorous or serious or whatever!!!  Ok here is mine:
 
Ode to my left hand
 
This is my hand. 
It is not perfect. 
It is clumsy. 
It drops things. 
It can't help it. 
It doesn't get complete message anymore.
Sometimes it is numb. 
It always tries!
It just needs to slow down. 
It seems to not be aware that it has these problems.
It just keeps trying.
I appreciate my hands sense of duty.
My hand is loyal.
This is my hand.
 
This poem was written around a tracing of my left hand.  I then colored it with appropriate symbols. 
Gretchen  ~  diagnosed with MS July 2006
 
I have no lesions on my soul and so I will live with no limits.


Chutz
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   Posted 7/9/2009 9:47 PM (GMT -7)   
Gretchen,

That is so awesome! Anyone who has a muscle condition can totally relate to it. I will try to come up with something too and maybe others will take a stab at making a poem about their 'discomfort'.

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Mrs arthur Itis
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   Posted 7/10/2009 5:58 AM (GMT -7)   

This is a poem written on a good day!

 

 

You know, this isn’t really my body,

It doesn’t belong to me

I think somebody crept up and pinched mine

When I wasn’t looking, you see.

 

My body is taller and slimmer

With slim legs to die for too,

But this one is definitely bigger

In fact, dear, it looks more like you!

 

No, my body is lithesome and lovely,

And my hair is shiney and brown,

And I’m 36-24-36

And weigh eight stone and ten pounds.

 

I wear dresses all flowered and pretty,

With cummerbunds wrapped round my waist

And fru fru skirts underneath ‘em

All covered in ribbons and lace.

 

I dance with the lads at the dancehall

The cha cha, the samba, the waltz

And I never get tired till past midnight

When one walks me home – on the chance!

 

And I run on the beach in the sunshine,

Holding hands with the wind in my hair

And we write loving words in the wet sand

Just to show the world how much we care.

 

Then we stroll hand in hand in the moonlight

And kiss and caress in its beams

And he tells me how much he loves me

And we discuss all our hopes and our dreams.

 

And I know that he thinks I am pretty

And I know he is handsome as well,

And we think that youth lasts forever

And that we’ll always be pretty and swell.

 

But time has a habit of flying

And the heels that I wore now are gone

And the sweet frothy skirts have now vanished

Along with the dancing and song.

 

Now walking in sand is nightmare

And running has gone out of the door

And if I go out in the moonlight

I can’t find my way any more.

 

Now I no longer go dancing til midnight

My body wants cocoa instead

So I rub Deep Heat over my body

And slowly crawl off to my bed.

 

So. . .  I know that this isn’t my body

It doesn’t belong to me

I know somebody crept up and pinched mine

When I wasn’t looking, you see.

 

arthur Itis

 

 


Better to try all things and to find all things empty, than to try nothing and leave your life a blank
 
 


Mrs arthur Itis
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   Posted 7/10/2009 6:02 AM (GMT -7)   
And this is a poem for a bad day:
 

Scalding tears searing  into the body

Encrusting the joints and the spine,

Scarring flesh already disfigured

By magnetised flashes of pain.

 

Fear constantly dismembers the body

And the hot mercury splashes the brain,

Putridly soaking the pillow,

And the hair, and the skull, with its rain.

 

Like stale urine pain gradually oozes,

Seeping  into the spikes of the spine,

Creeping up like festering maggots

Into the knees, and the thighs, and the frame.

 

 Endlessly gnawing the flesh pits and

 Burrowing deeply into the brain

They bring up reserves from the trenches

Renewing their attack once again.

 

Then the bed is transformed to a coffin

Where pain is the weft of the shroud

And the smothering earth always encroaches

Forever weighing me down.

 

Then the Draculine pain of the midnight

Disappears in the glint of the sun

And one hardly observes the tired maggot

Creeping homewards, his night shift now done.

 

 

Roll on the good days

arthur


Better to try all things and to find all things empty, than to try nothing and leave your life a blank
 
 


Gretchen1
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   Posted 7/10/2009 6:58 AM (GMT -7)   
Arthur.......you need to change your name to author.  I know you like that last name to go with it, but it still works.
 
You are amazing.....
 
I love "where pain is the weft of the shroud..." and that whole last stanza.  You are so good!!!  Thanks for sharing.
Gretchen  ~  diagnosed with MS July 2006
 
I have no lesions on my soul and so I will live with no limits.


Mrs. Dani
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   Posted 7/10/2009 6:16 PM (GMT -7)   
 
 
My Curves
 
These curves make me tired
Sometimes very weak.
My heart so overwhelmed, at times, its hard to even speak
 
I steal myself to the depths of my mind
For it is but a moment
Lost somewhere in Time.
 
To breathe in deep of All this Life has to offer
Reguardless of pain
My soul will not faulter
 
So when I stand alone and wait
For the morning Light
I know not what my curves may bring..
Each day Love overcomes this Fight.
 
Huggs*
dani
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And sorry I could not travel both  
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Smoochie
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   Posted 7/10/2009 7:12 PM (GMT -7)   
He I am in pain
And just to make it worse, it starts to rain!

If I have it, it starts to throb
I look in the mirror and low and behold, the blob!

I used to be so thin and cute
Now adays I don't give a shoot!

If I can stand then I'm okay
If I can't then go away!

I wonder how I got this way
Why it seems some of us have to pay

My mistakes were not that bad
So why the hell am I so sad?

So here I sit and hope and pray
That tomorrow brings a better day!
 


Mrs. Dani
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   Posted 7/11/2009 5:38 PM (GMT -7)   
 
 
smilewinkgrin   Awesome poems smilewinkgrin
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,  
And sorry I could not travel both  
And be one traveler, long I stood


LLPLUV
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   Posted 7/11/2009 6:15 PM (GMT -7)   
Wow you guys are so talented!!!! You should all compile a book and sell it to everyone....

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Draka
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   Posted 7/11/2009 11:09 PM (GMT -7)   
Great poems everyone... really enjoyed this topic..... well... can't sleep so here I go....

I'm just a girl who is hurt you see
I'm young, I'm fit... don't take me seriously

I've had this pain for oh so long...
Took years of Dr's telling me nothing was wrong..

Don't want the pills
they make me sick
Don't want the shots
I hate the pricks

It takes it's toll
Can't take much more
I'm just a girl whose neck is sore

Just take the time to understand
Pain rules my life
extend a hand....

I want to be like you
and never know...
what pain is like

It runs my show........

Post Edited (Draka) : 7/12/2009 12:52:29 AM (GMT-6)


infinite
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   Posted 7/11/2009 11:28 PM (GMT -7)   
Except for the being a girl part, I can totally relate with you Draka. And it is comforting to know i am not the only one that can't sleep!
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