Best Handicaps Poems

This game of golf as is this life, 
Played all life, perfect still can't be, 
Ever reminding of one’s wife, 
Put on pedestal, upon tee,...

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'Twas an emotional movie portraying the saga of a loveable chump.
'Twas about a hapless lad by the curious name of Forrest Gump!
He overcame handicaps that...

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By John Weaver

At school I learned to read and write, to add and take away, 
Of geography and history and sports I learned to play...

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Study what God has made known;
ponder His Word, our mainstay.
Ready in your exchange zone
pass the baton, be alert and pray. 

Plan for success in life’s...

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Written in Scottish dialect.

Jack, Bernard and John, the Bandit Kings,
Hae handicaps wae too high.
Each o’ them score four points a hole,
Ah canna tell ye a...

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After chewing shoe leather they called steak, 
in the Pencey cafeteria, 
Mal, Ackley, and I enjoyed a winter afternoon on campus, 
on the bus, and...

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some are different 
those with handicaps
handicaps is the strange word
we call to hinder
holdback and impede
burden or limit
where are the rules
those which say these
are the restricted...

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Living With A Myth

How dares one to speak of disability and live with it to tell the story narrate 
     ...

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Back in the height
of our pre-millennial military-industrial
post-revolutionary days
of competing excess...

No, love,
Stick with
Once upon our Sacred Times...

Once upon a time
here in the US of Northern Americas
we...

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Down,
Up.
What can be expected?
Not much.
If you do not jump,
We can all see limitations!
But the Master can create innovations,
Not the popular way!
But there is a way.
Nothing...

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Realizations 
 
There was a boy, Who played all day.
His name was Jam, He laughed all the way.
Sometimes sad, But others glad.
Sometimes he had, But...

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First breath, dry and new, then too cry with sound, also new. Curious beginning. 
Venture forth through blindness of color, handicaps surrender to teachings via...

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What I Gave?

I gave….nothing??
Time, and patience, and
a love of “The Game’.

She gave everything,
heart, strength, resolve,
to play “The Game”.

She is special,
handicapped, disabled,
and six years old.

Me, not...

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Our crazy hurry outwits our wits
We wish it is not true. the car speed.
The restaurants. the caution in the winds.
The rape and early sex the...

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Hillary and Her Kitchen

What if you were to show me some sign
That what you now had never was mine
Next thing you knew you were creator
Of...

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