"onces" poems
Help yourselves dear poets
if you have fever use filtered martinelly apple juice or any brand you got dilude it with water a glass every hour
it has boron it heals cutting fevers fast I used in my children tylenol can harm liver.
~~~~~~
for the stronger health users go
organic carrot and (beat juice-
-optional) if you only want water distiled is best one gallon add 20 drops of oregano leaf oil
and only drink this is antiviral.
fir one day or two
~~~~~~
If you tolerate take on raw garlic two or more Clove's blend them in filtered, or boiled or distilled water or even Gatorade electrolyte or smart water
add cayenne pepper or any hot peppers you have like cayenne it's good for heart
( no halapeños they irritate intestinal lining ) add sea salt to taste cilantro if you have add two yellow lemon juices freshly squeezed one hole mandarine or small organic orange
add ginger root fresh a finger size slice
add turmeric fresh root
you have apple cider vinegar with the mother in
add some one tablespoon
optional
add multivitamin mineral
and vitamin C ascorvic acid
8f no lemon available.
if you feel anxiety check thyroid it controls brain chemicals add a thyroid supplement vitamin to shake open capsule and blend all these and drink five onces
every 3 hours.
it's anti virulent immune system booster
200 mg of vitamin B complex nightly in powder form will stop your restless leg syndroms help nerves and good sleep add but D3
If you dear find milk thistle it heals detox liver tastes great open one or two capsules in glass of water I drink this daily.
~~~~~
Stay blessed all poets visitors friends you are much loved.
by Karijinbba
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 4:32 PM UTC
You just keep running.
Feet crashing against the ground.
Lungs expanding, contracting.
Why are you so afraid of being found?
Your heart just keeps racing.
Beating inside your chest.
Onces, twice, again and again.
Have you been giving it your best?
You never stand still.
Weary limbs fall to pieces.
Hands cold and failing.
You're tearing at the creases.
Nov 18, 2010
Nov 18, 2010 at 6:57 PM UTC
shirtless and drinking my six dollar sangria from a measuring cup.
never has the formula been so close to be solved. the exact moment when we can say we have made it.
twenty four onces in and my neighbor seems to be a little put off.
this same man comes outside once a day to ask me about college without even putting pants over his underwear so tonight I figure indifference is key.
Summer is a gross mess, even when your doing nothing you find yourself pouring sweat through your white button ups, you looked fine leaving and now that your here doing your best to sound interesting to girl at the bookstore you just look slightly sadder and fatter than before.
thirty six ounces and red teeth tell me that we have made it.
Aug 5, 2016
Aug 5, 2016 at 1:25 AM UTC
Black cylinder, clear skylight creamy center
rasberries or cherries, frozen strawberries
this is a color for winter
red cheeks coming in from the cold
mini switchblade with the blood of my enemies
this is the girl at the party happy alone
stubby legs stuffed into tight jeans
the observatory's great circle lens
the last stick of gum in the bottom of a purse
and at the same time the ruby the queen wore
twelve dollars for .15 onces
the weight of five quarters turns into a dime
Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 4:03 PM UTC
I once
Lost myself for you
Out on a limb reaching for you
Viscously fought for your attention
Expecting the worse hoping for the best
Didn't expect what you brought to the table
You walked right through me
Over my heart and through the forest you went
Used me like a love song
I once
Made you my all
I knew better
Shame on me
Shame on you
Everyone knew
Didn't see it coming
Yelling for closure
Outsmarted by your games
Utterly humiliated
I once
Forgot how to live
Evenings alone
Lusted for onces touch
Told myself never again
Alive in the midst of death
Living of the old memories
Inviting the reaper in for a cup
Victory wasn't an option anymore
Everlasting joy swallowed in darkness
Dec 27, 2011
Dec 27, 2011 at 5:02 AM UTC
mY purp0se in LiFe ~
t0 hEaL thE 0neS tHat huRt ~
& fiLL thE eMptY sPaCeS
s0me maY nEeD!
Your 'bad'-weatHer fRieNd ~
I wiLL aLwaYs bE!!
& onCes uR sMilliNg ~
& mY j0b iS d0ne ~
I'll m0ve 0n t0 thE neXt oNe!
s0 d0nt ya w0rrY ~
wHen uR saD
I'll bE rigHt tHeRe..
h0ldiNg uR haNd! ;-)
Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 10:23 PM UTC
This is the magi's pen.
If child Newton sat beside me,
might he think the older knowing mine?
I smile and share a second thought.
I accept reality allows my thoughts out
let fall with luck would let
be the letting, let us make believe.
The joy of a ride in a Tesla, akin
to the thrill of an Oldsmobile 442,
on the completed cloverleaf exchange
southwest of Flagstaff, in fall of '69,
a test drive, for a couple o'vets,
in school on the Gee, I didn't know bill.
I-Forty had not replaced Route 66,
but the interchange was accessible,
by curious joy riders, for about one day.
Remember such days.
Savor surviving and think of thanking
times process for arranging the occasion.
Don't bring up the fact that onces exist.
Being first to do a once is not great glory.
Oct 16, 2023
Oct 16, 2023 at 2:45 PM UTC
O! Yesterday you are gone forever
to be seen no more
your seconds,your minutes,your hours,
they are all but buried in the sleep of the night.
Things left behind in the arms of procastination
becomes the doings of today
greased with sweating in pains
for the pleasures known yesterday
o! Yesterday you were onces todays activities
at your fertile soil seeds were planted
watering by today
fot to the hope of tomorrows harvest
uncertainty!!!
Uncertainty!!!
They are all uncertainties
for we know not which seeds were planted
yesterday is gone!!!
yesterday is dead!!!
But its depositions are very much alive
to bring to our harvest that which was sown.
Jul 13, 2013
Jul 13, 2013 at 9:19 AM UTC
LOVE,
Tis not seeking nothing in return
LOVE
Tis dying for thy beau thy amour
LOVE
Tis forgiving and gracious
LOVE
Tis sharing and patience
LOVE
Cast's fears to the side
LOVE
Can dry a well from the tears from onces eyes
LOVE
You'd die for it, romantic suicide!
LOVE
Has bumps in thine road, though gold at the end of its light!
LOVE
Not just an action or word that we say or do
LOVE
An embracing between I and thou (me and you)
LOVE
Cuts off all evils
LOVE
Grows stronger daily with thy soulmate and every day people
LOVE
Canst drive one mad
Taketh me for example
A poem for mi amour every five quick seconds!!!!
LOVE
Anytime anywhere
LOVE
Will put thou on a bus, train, plane, ending up at thy lair!!!!
LOVE
Will make thy soul feel completion
LOVE
For thy king or queen to her thou shalt be in obeisance!!!
LOVE
Is forgiving no hatred
LOVE
No news needed, for thou two art thine own station!!!
LOVE
Never giving up or walking away
LOVE
Tis
LOVE
I feel it stronger
Day
By
Day
By
Day
By
Day
LOVE!!!!!!
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 4:30 PM UTC
I PROBABELY WAIT FOR THE NIGHT TO COME
SINCE THE MORNING TILL THE NIGHT AT 1:00.
Please don’t ask I wait for whom?
Not for the moon, but yes for the moon.
My hands wont stop to check my phone,
Who knows when he calls?
And when my phone rang?
I answer it in my cheerful fashion,
His voice, his breath is now passion;
Yes I really wait for his call to come,
Our talking doesn’t goes sooo long everyday,
But yes he never ask that , “do I have anything to say?”
Our conversation takes pretty much time,
That’s y I like beer and he likes wine…
He proved he love me somewhere,
I know he will never let me dead,
I love to hear when he took a deep breath.
He is my connection to be fine,
There’s nothing for that I force him,
But yes, for me, he’s mine.
Yes I usually don’t sleep before 1:00
Coz I passionately wait to listen his voice at onces,
That’s y I wait for the night to come,
Since morning to till the night at 1:00.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 6:22 AM UTC
The night has been soaked in gasoline
Light the match and set the scene
Drops of sun, and brim of dark
It tips it eyes to the cherished lark
Three years of time
Stolen in seconds, paid by dime
My forked tongue wished and whispered
As the light slithered and cut with scissor
Terror in the first degree
Set the stove to burn
Leave it on the timer
The one in which priorities urn
Paint them some smiles
Keep them coming for miles
They only stay around when you flip the bill
Take one chance and then will they spill
Alone, take it as a loan
Another debt to pay onces the moon rise again
Desert eyes with silk vein
Corrode in marrow, then she will be sane
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
My mother told me you can't fix glass once it's broken
She told me this when she found me locked in my room at the age of 6 trying to fix her vase I knocked over playing ball in the house
She told me you're suppose to get the broom and dust pan and clean it up
Disgaurd it in the trash where it belongs
And that's why I call you an idiot when you say you love me
You're only going to end up with a chest full of shards and a few open gashes
You don't try to mend glass
Onces it's broken you can never fix it completely
No matter how much glue you try to use
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
like a pad lock your heart is trapped by misery
once the lock is cut you find joy in the light
your approval matters more than the hating masses
taking yoursef to the next level experience new
the old doesnt work try new experience something different
everyone hurts and has problems
some handle the situation better than others
one day everyone will be able to say they have done it
or experienced the goals they have set
life is not boring but has its delays
trying might hurt but failure is nothing onces you have been there more than once
not trying is painful because yu never left wondering
they lock you out or you feel locked in take the time to figure out an escape route
in or out find the way that suits you best keep fighting for whats yours
lead the protest never settle never give up keep working
one day you wont have to worry about locks becasue open and free leads to oppurtunity
Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 11:35 PM UTC
I should have told her bout the colors that I saw before.
The onces they fell out from my eyes
and spilt across the floor.
I should have told her when she asked me, dared me to explore
the reaching roots of time and sooth;
the seed, the growth, the spore.
There is fear in the allure.
The moon is on the rise;
no near for far, i'm sure
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 3:56 AM UTC
I'm not always able to share
Or treated fair
My problem is because I care
Too much not settling for less
I hate to cry and say goodbye
Left asking why hate waitin for next time
I let go onces it over
Do my best stay sober
I want you in my life
Once was has nothing to do with now
Turn the page no more rage
Stay in mind think of the words to say
Meet again I think of you till that day
Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 7:36 PM UTC
There are words.
Words I don't remember.
Not obscure words that I wouldn't be expected to know.
But simple onces.
Jump.hot.apple.
Time
I look them up
I will never forget them agin.
Where did those word go,
Those words that were once in my head?
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
Thanks every one and may be my last type idk maybe when I feel better later on but the deep whole I'm in I can't seem to stand up anymore ......I'm giving up um yea I might not be on or might be on more now but yea theirs a lot going on and my body just doesn't want to move anymore ppl have hurt more than a haurt on me I'm broken into little tiny peaces that are not even seen by an eye I might be emotionally sick and broken I have so many problems idk if I'm normal or I'm just going crazy but all I ever wanted are the dreams eve had being with some one having my own place having kids later being happy nice friend that just doesn't excist for me in the real world anymore theirs always a fault a block whole in a situation that I can't coup with anymore onces I hit that black whole I sink deeper and deeper every black whole I fall into and I don't have the strength to fight it I think a lot about life and when well mine end tbh right now I dont care about my life where it ends where it starts or what it well be like I just want it to end
Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 8:47 PM UTC
I feel as if I need to stop..
My heart stops and my agony raised as the thought of loosing love..
Idk what to do should I stop?
I feel as if I need to stop..
Feelings confused, fallen in love with another, I feel so sad so disappointed in myself....
What am I with, runs through my mind , as my heart slowly shatteres and blood starts dripping out..
What should I do should I stop..
My heart onces again stops...
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 4:14 AM UTC