Sharpen your pencils, and stab the beast will all your might,
It will surely dissolve in literary fright.
Here's a couple of my creations:
Rheumatoid arthritis
A wretched curse to spite us
It comes in flares
No victim spares
With sharpened teeth to bite us.
Rheumatoid, oh what a woid,
Inhabiting a mental void,
Where needles sticking
And yogic creaking
Ensure a beast annoyed.
Go for it, let's see what you can do!
Alan
Alan, the best part of that (although the whole thing is clever) is this: woid. Cracked me up!!Can we do Haikku for us bog frainers:
Fall starts soon you feel; Jointed in between hot; coldness is here.
edited because of bog frain
Sure...
(took me a while to figure out what a bog frainer is
Alan
LOVE IT! I'm not the least bit creative, so I'll just enjoy reading everyone elses....Today is the day I really want to play
Of course I will ask you this just as beseechingly another day
As after all that will be then be the day I most need my mobility to stay....
***Yeah, yeah, yeah - a little on the childish level I know, but made me feel better anyway just to write it out....plus now I have it in my head to walk around singing it all day...
Cool...what's the tune?
Never apologize for words uttered in defense of one's sanity in the relentless fight against this disease...it's the disease that is rude and childish; we are perfectly mature!
Alan
Thanks Alan. You are right this disease is the ill mannered child, not us.
Tune is Rain Rain go away - That might not be as clear to others as to me because I am pretty tone/tune deaf...
Arthritis sucks balls
Joints filled with hot molasses
Where is the damn cure?
My pain is subdued by blue pills (naproxen)
And the oil of fish - maybe bluegills?Vicodin fits the painkilling bill
I dont know where I hurt the most
More RA results in the post
Too many numbers way to high
Take some drugs to make me fly
I'd like to tell the RA to get on its bike
Now even the washing fairy has gone on strike
House is a midden, dust balls rolling by
In too much pain to do anything but sigh
I've lost that loving sexy feeling
This RA thing has me reeling
But I intend to remain sweet
Because its not going to have me beat
A
Well, I will make a stab at it...here goesGreat...now we're rolling! I knew there's a lot of creative energy in this group. Ok, here's one more...limericks are not intented to be elegant or subtle so...
Rheumatoid arthritis
A case of crappititis
It fogs the brain
With a foul refrain
Invoking God Almightis.
OK, I admit it, it's raining and I'm bored...
Alan
ROFLMAO
Great poems!
Alan, you might have started something very therapeutic here ...
Medicine:
Steriod injections in the ass
Think I really want to pass!
Drugs that make you feel so queezy
Loosing weight has never been so easy
Thinning hair has made me sad
Bleeding gums make me mad
Typing has become a pain
I think I'm going insane
Alan this is such fun!
Ok Alan, it is raining here too. I am not sure where these poems are coming from unless it's from the Cortisone shots I received yesterday.
This is a GREAT thread Alan!!!!!!
I haven't laughed so hard in a long time. Thanks everybody......
Hilarious!!!!!!Keep it coming!!! I am not artistic like you guys...
I love it!!!
Now and then - WOWArthritis pain go away (how do you do this without skipping lines inbetween?
I'm up and around and want to say
I hate you so much, and so leave me alone
my friends will meet you and beat you an drive you away!!
You are evil and mean and your sting is the thing that hurts it's a
a curse.
I must live with you and you with me, so you see we are inseperable,but I don't want you around.
I refuse to accept this disease with ease and point my arrow right at your heart, i'm smarter than you, I can win!!
My friends on this board, will defend me today, so you stupid illness just go away.
Well, a bit of a try, A super thread, thanks for the great idea. Love, Lynda
Thanks everyone...cool stuff, rage on...
To avoid skipping lines I type in Word, then cut and paste...that way I keep a copy for myself as well.
Alan
PS:
from Lynda, "You are evil and mean and your sting is the thing that hurts it's a curse."
Definitely shows Hip Hop (rap) potential. I have a "street machine" that produces rap backup rhythms and a microphone that I bring to the drop in center where I volunteer on tues. We hook it up, let the kids write their own lyrics, and they can shout and scream at the injustices in the world...very therapeutic...and surprising the talent you uncover.
The "Incident"
One day I'm running everywhere
The next I'm swollen in a chair
That's what has led me to declare
Don't ever go to your initial RD appointment
Without your underwear
I will never divulge more of what has become known as the "embarassing incident" than that.
Oh, come on...that's not fair to leave us hanging like that!Ok here goes...
Futures uncertain
Each day filled with hurting
Grasp each hope that your given
To keep on livin
Advice from each corner
MTX,Enbrel,Prednisone,Minocycline and
Confusion and doubt
Are the only sure route
Don’t let doubt eat at your joints
Share with others what you have learnt
Commit to your healing
And enjoy the time that you’re stealing
No matter which road you take
It is never too late
Thanks for the thread Alan. It is a great outlet for the feelings we so often keep inside. It has forced me to put words to some of what I was feeling.
Marybeth
MOTHER GOOSE RHYME FOR THE ARTHRITIC
1 2 I CAN'T BUCKLE MY SHOE(IT IS TOO HARD TO HOLD THE BUCKLE)
3 4 I CAN'T CLOSE THE DOOR (DOOR KNOB IS TOO HARD TO HOLD ON TO)
5 6 I CAN'T PICK UP THE STICKS( YOU TRY HOLDING ONTO TO THE D#$% THINGS)
7 8 FORGET ABOUT LAYING THEM STRAIGHT (PLEASE REFER TO RESPONSE ABOVE, BESIDES I CAN'T BEND OVER)
9 10 FORGET ABOUT ME GRABBING THAT FAT HEN ( I HAVE A HARD ENOUGH TIME GETTING ACROSS THE ROOM LET ALONE CATCHING THAT HEN!!!)
Okay, here ya go - my attempt at poetry!!
The joints in my bod started creaking
While the joint-munching pacman was creeping
He chews with a crunch
Has my joints for lunch
Til the words from my mouth are worth bleeping!
Truly wonderful words from the hearts and minds of some amazing people! It does feel good to release some of those thoughts and feelings and actually see them written down, staring back at you. It makes that sense of release seem more real. I keep a journal of poems and stories. It helps to come back to it at times and remember...
Thanks for all your contributions, Alan
Fear not the evil "joint munching pacman"!!!
Hi, Thank you! we can write non-sensical (is that a word) without worrying . People are so non critical on this board! Love it! LyndaAlan, if there is a Pulitzer Prize for poetry I think that we all should share it! It was really fun and thanks for starting it Alan.