Russell Sivey Poet Sedoka

When I Found Poetry

Accident occurred
Destroyed my tender right arm
Nerve damage is diagnosed
Life is changed around
Left me with just one good arm
Painful outside, and inside

With this being said
My life was changed forever
My arm, but mostly writing
I found poetry
And I wrote to rid of pain
It worked, I healed, I live on

Russell Sivey

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Andrea Dietrich December 9, 2011 at 9:54 AM Glad to see this made the list, Russell. Congratulations on your win.

Carol Sunshine Brown December 8, 2011 at 11:18 AM Congratulations on your placement in Michael's "What brought you to poetry" contest Russell. Love, Carol

Bob Quigley December 8, 2011 at 10:30 AM Bravo Russell. A nice insightful poem. Congratulations

Joyce Johnson December 8, 2011 at 9:04 AM What a wonderful recipe for healing. Congratulations. Love, Joyce

Carrie Richards December 8, 2011 at 8:59 AM It is amazing how unleasing our pent up words can heal a multitude of hurt and pain. I'm so glad you found this as a source of your own. Congratulations on a wonderful winning poem, Russell. And thank you so much for all your kind encouragement. Happy Holidays!

Michael J. Falotico December 8, 2011 at 8:08 AM I relate so much to this write... I had rotar cuff surgery almost 2 years ago and while rehab disovered Poetry.... COngrats My friend!!!! Michael

Anne Rutherford December 7, 2011 at 5:53 AM Russell the fact that this is true from life makes it deep and poetic at the same time. All my poetry is from my life as it has affected me ,feelings are the catalyst for great poetry! Anne

Don Johnson December 5, 2011 at 7:43 PM When i had pain of a broke leg, i laid back in me bloody bed, and said go away, yes there you go, old friend my pain, just go... bye bye by by i said instead , to let me sleep again, and pain was leaving as i said, it went away convinced myself that it would Fred, no way can it remain... thanks Russell

Black Eyed Susan December 5, 2011 at 8:20 AM a very uplifting write - from pain to poetry. glad you're healed and still writing :)

Andrea Dietrich December 4, 2011 at 5:37 PM Russell, What a weird and tragic thing. You say you healed? Do you no longer have the nerve damage then? I started writing poetry right when I was on the brink of things falling apart in my life. I wonder if that is why most of us starting late in life are doing it!!

Jack Horne December 4, 2011 at 3:27 PM I'm so glad you found poetry and also that it helps, Russell. Beautiful inspiring piece

Sara Kendrick December 4, 2011 at 4:51 AM Good one..Reads like a winner..Good luck in the contest..Writing and reading poetry moves us into another realm..Thanks for stopping by, reading and taking the time to leave a kind review..Sara

Tony Lane December 3, 2011 at 2:43 PM A blessing.