Ode to feeling blech
Arms too heavy to lift
head three times too big
even the aches are stiff
with aches of their own
nothing really hurting
just everything is blech
as the body fights infection
today the infection is winning
keep the smile and persevere
moving forward in the day
not feeling any enthusiasm
but looking ahead with hope
some simple condition
that for me will soon fade
is the daily life for many
and hope is a distant dream
I count myself as blessed
that this is all I have
and offer prayers for others
that wish to feel this good
Oh God of all these people
by whatever names you are called
I have a wish to ask of you
a simple gift really
for every day I feel like this
let one of them feel relief
let my suffering grant peace
even if only for one day
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
very nice
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