Health Poems
On Health
by Jan Kochanowski
My good and noble health,
Thou matter'st more then wealth.
None know'th thy worth until
Thou fad'st, and we fall ill.
And every man can see,
In stark reality,
And every man will say:
"'Tis health I need today".
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Work 'Em
by Stewart Watkins
Push 'em, pull 'em, dip 'em, and squat'em.
Whatever you do, just don't neglect 'em
Aptly say no to loose and flabby
And yes, to tight 'cause loose is too shabby
No gym membership, Bowflex, or Peloton?
No worries 'cause pushing, pulling, dipping and squatting
will never be outdone
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Fit Covid-19
by Stewart Watkins
Pushups and planks
Now armpits stank.
Roping and jumping
Outdoors I'm loving
Kicking and punching
Tension and stress I'm releasing
Netflix on house arrest
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recuperation
by Rikske Kessner
Body betrays while caught in a tempest
The mundane morphs in peculiar ways
A silent storm stirring within you brews
With each surge, it claims a piece of you.
The office now a swaying deck
Unsteady ground, a wretched mess
Fingers clutch with fierce might
Against this inner sea’s harsh battle.
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Is it over yet?
by Dr. Robert Ippaso
Is it over, is it really now over,
Are we just dreaming or simply misled,
Can we resume the rest of our lives
Outside these four walls and the shade of our bed.
Can we now fill our lungs with fresh air
Breathing no longer through layers of cloth,
Or must we endure that little while longer
Protected indoors, cocooned like a moth.
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Work 'Em
by Stewart Watkins
Push 'em, pull 'em, dip 'em, and squat'em.
Whatever you do, just don't neglect 'em
Aptly say no to loose and flabby
And yes, to tight 'cause loose is too shabby
No gym membership, Bowflex, or Peloton?
No worries 'cause pushing, pulling, dipping and squatting
will never be outdone
......
Fit Covid-19
by Stewart Watkins
Pushups and planks
Now armpits stank.
Roping and jumping
Outdoors I'm loving
Kicking and punching
Tension and stress I'm releasing
Netflix on house arrest
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Senryu 1
by Stewart Watkins
Once sure, now so lost
Starch and blood we crave
Quickly to the grave
recuperation
by Rikske Kessner
Body betrays while caught in a tempest
The mundane morphs in peculiar ways
A silent storm stirring within you brews
With each surge, it claims a piece of you.
The office now a swaying deck
Unsteady ground, a wretched mess
Fingers clutch with fierce might
Against this inner sea’s harsh battle.
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Whitecoat
by beginner poet
i glance at the white coat hung by the wall
the cape of a healthcare hero stands tall
amidst hatred , humiliation and hostility
its white symbolises purpose and purity
kindness and compassion in every stitch
healing hearts , both poor and rich
earned by perseverance and dedication
after years of trials and tribulations
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