prism
quaver
pirouette
iridescent
blessed
spire
rose quartz
amethyst
fluidity
orb
gyre
topaz
naruto
ayurveda
strums
There are abilities in disabilities
So shun idioms that mock any form of disabilities
I know a fellow that has his physical frame unbalanced
And his head obliguely and disingenuously referenced
With slash reference Oriogbade may look dowd
But his wisdom these disabilities couldn't shroud
I hail his sense of humour for being so superb
And the philosophies canned in his proverb
The lessons in life are lives themselves
Oriogbade taught us to believe in ourselves
There shouldn't be such idiom again as turn a blind spot
For Oriogbade, his proverbs prove that he's a hotshot
Should there be someone that can help him to the top
I mean someone that can give him a leg up
Like those who brought him on air to grease his wheels
In order to fortify his resolutions against future ordeals
Oriogbade will be a recreation in the movie works
With his disposition he won't be a spanner thrown in the works
As he begins to breathe with profit and from his wrenches unclench
May he never be clenched again to go back to the trench
Jealousy leaves a bitter taste in one’s mouth
Like a persimmon plucked before the first frost,
The consequence is sarcastic, mean words spit out
At immeasurable cost.
As for me, yes, I am envious of raw talent I don’t have
But in a positive way, I admire gifts of others glossed,
I believe swallowing jealousy stifles and chokes creativity
At immeasurable cost.
A person is more content doing what they alone can do
Not measuring it against what someone else has tossed,
For we are all special in our own, uniquely gifted ways
At immeasurable cost.
So, I try to do my very best, developing my paltry skills
I do not concentrate on, but simply enjoy, not accost,
Others who develop and share their God-given talents
At immeasurable cost.
written March 18, 2022
My missing muse is experiencing self-imposed blues.
She's probably under some yonder weeping willow tree ....
making friends, again, with my inadequacies.
My cognitive skills often ruffle-stuff her confused.
She knows my regrets that sorry is all I have except waiting ....
praying to grow us both through.
Muse, it's best we jest and laugh.
That's it, that's all I have,
still, please come back.
No Telling What Abilities
No telling what abilities he had;
Knowledge might be very bad
Being moron or case that is borderline
So was asked politely to resign
Now we are happy and very glad.
Jim Horn
I was born different
I am such a one who can't talk
I am such a one who can't walk
Maybe such a one who can't see
Maybe such a one who can't hear
Maybe such a one who is retarded
Maybe such one who can't physically
do This or that.
I am such a one you made feel
Like I couldn't be. My inability to do
One thing or a couple of things doesn't
Make me unable to do other things. I can't
Hear or talk but I can walk and see,
I can't walk and see but I can hear and talk.
We all have our strengths and weaknesses, just
Because I couldn't do this or that and you could
Do it, doesn't make me disabled and you able. We Are just two different people with different abilities and there is no such a one as a person with disabilities
Nature’s Divine Abilities
The hummingbird’s skill
Hover in mid-air dining
Sucking sweet nectars
sunshine williams
For Joy
Beauty graced the sky and earth that very day
Master painter's painbrush painted the clouds some with apricot~ such a hue
Surrounding these with three shades of blue..
"This is not enough", said He..
Then like magic from the Painter's brush appears a perfect reflection of the sky upon
the earth ~beautiful blue and apricot reflecting from rain drenched country road..
Snow of white, clean as bleached sheets that hang upon a country clothesline, stays
back to let the mirrored image shine...
Such quiet afer a storm reminds me of a quote from a writer that I know~Constance
La France who once wrote, "I have dipped my pen in the sublime, it is my gift to
you."
With one stroke, God's paintbrush impressed upon my mind a sense of the grandeur
and power of His abilities..A Creator that is Sublime
Contest:"Writing In The Sublime"
Sponsor:Constance La France
Written by:Sara Kendrick
So hard to swallow
My thoughts are tough to follow
Opinions barrowed
By Robb A. Kopp