Best Impairment Poems
Sighted
Vision, perception
Staring, observing, gazing
Ability to see everything, total visual impairment
Stumbling, groping, touching
Darkness, sightless
Blind
Diamante Contest
Sponsored by Janis Thompson
submitted to Diamante Poetry For Fun - Your Choice of Theme Poetry Contest
sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
10~12~16
Ash - grey chemised
she shifts her shape
as silver flakes float coat
stripped naked places,
sheath curves and angled spaces
Angry glitter tingle stings
thick earth skin with prickly flames
and rumble rise regurgitates
shimmy - shake shudders
in magma's deep thrombosis.
Her feather boa plume
tightens hot cloud chokehold,
acrid smoke flung up in air
without a care, heat exhumes
her arrival, announced fiery flounce -
Hot air blast flicks ash everywhere
Grande dame, her vital force runs hot,
and bold, red and gold- full blooded flow,
feisty fight to escape fate,
inner pulses push a violent urge
to bleed and drape red lava's cape
across green fields, human habitations
Unplacated, rising up, proud impairment
anger virulent, out of hellbent
immolation via pyramidal vent.
She lifts her tiara, red ruby globs,
hurls evidence in defense - great blobs
of royal reign - no abdication!
Throaty roars rend intonation
into screeching supplications -
She knows full well, soon enough,
her phoenix fate infarction
Too late for earth's burst heart
High drama is a living, dying art
Impassioned pleas too late for some,
Earth's burnout buries victims in her wake
High on an island hill,
the boy lay crushed, and still
on temple altar, throat cut, bled out
Hurried offering, did not appease,
nor bring softening release
for angry, ancient mountain
Head caved in by falling blocks
of measured, square cut stone,
the priest grovelled on his knees
Gravel filled their mouths, no space for pleas
No one heard half- whispered final groans
And Earth, once she settled down,
murmured not another sound
Posted 17/08/2018.
azure blue ocean
grey seal sunbathes on dark rocks
picture perfect scene
I witnessed this scene this morning when we were doing a recce for a walk with are doing tomorrow with people with visual impairment
3/1/20
Next time you venture out and it's pouring down with rain
Spare a thought for the less fortunate before you complain
Be grateful that you can see and feel its natural beauty
Those who are sight impaired will never see what you see.
Listening to loud claps of thunder that boom in the sky
Hearing sweet music or your newborn's first cry
Those with hearing impairment will never hear those sounds
Or the soothing sounds of nature that everywhere abounds.
We take for granted a walk in the woods or a stroll on a beach
But for the less able these things are way out of their reach
Or cycling along a country lane that many of us can do
Disability for many means they're not mobile like you.
Life often throws up problems and things don't go our way
But there are many others who face huge problems every day
Many overcome their disabilities and are a great inspiration
So, look on the bright side when faced with a difficult situation
So, if you can offer help to someone do so if you can
Make someone's day be it a child, woman, or man.
It has often been said that your well-being is your wealth
You are richer than you know if you've got excellent health.
September 5 Scripture Meditations Based on Zechariah 1-8
Key Verse – Zechariah 1:6 But my words and my statutes, which I commanded my servants the prophets, did they not take hold of your fathers? and they returned and said, Like as the LORD of hosts thought to do unto us, according to our ways, and according to our doings, so hath he dealt with us.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR DEALING WITH ME BY YOUR LOVE
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s compassionate ways
Despite my sinfulness against Your holy praise
Along my indulgence toward worldly plays…
Please forgive me of my iniquities through Your sanctification-grace.
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s constant mercy
Despite my unfaithfulness against Your helpful consistency
Along my laxity toward slothful complacency…
Please pardon me of my indolence through Your conversion-clemency.
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s disciplining chastisement
Despite my rebelliousness against Your serene encouragement
Along my stubbornness toward wayward impairment…
Please correct me of my disobedience through Your admonition-involvement.
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s delightful pleasure
Despite my unmindfulness against Your offered fellowship’s treasure
Along my preference toward humanistic leisure…
Please transform me from my apathy through Your kindness-pressure.
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s guiding wisdom
Despite my foolishness against Your heavenly kingdom
Along my ignorance toward doubt-filled boredom…
Please unchain me from my selfishness through Your Bible truth-freedom.
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s gentle care
Despite my hardheadedness against Your watchful stare
Along my backsliding toward destructive nightmare…
Please pull me from my downfall through Your might-welfare.
Thank You for dealing with me by Your love’s supreme authority
Despite my haughtiness against Your dominion’s authority
Along my hypocrisy toward futile vanity…
Please deliver me from arrogance through Your leadership-majesty.
September 5, 2022
its tin metal somewhat mangled
from a moving van that fetched impairment
twisted signage of thin charm
tinged with seasonal blues
battered by brash snow, ice pellets, sombre rain
below a street lamp that nightly courts white moths
in fluttered fury
lofty sign, a perch for sparrows shaking off dust
above the humming hiss of a street
that throbs in summer heat
above the unfurling laughter of children
skipping rope
above the tangled banter of neighbors
who amble home,
pulled by comfort's zone
script of certainty, location defined
by a battered street sign, it's endless gaze
that knows the rhythm and pitch
of life laboring
below
Written July 25, 2021
February 4 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Leviticus 11-13
Key Verse – Leviticus 11:44 For I am the LORD your God: ye shall therefore sanctify yourselves, and ye shall be holy; for I am holy…
FAITH IN GOD WHO SANCTIFIES US
God sanctifies us from sin-leprosy
By His mercy healing our plague’s persistency…
We thank Him for the power of His clemency
That transforms us by faith along His love’s fervency.
God sanctifies us from flesh-filthiness
By His holiness melting our lustfulness…
We thank Him for the brightness of His righteousness
That radiates around us by faith midst worldliness.
God sanctifies us from pride-inflammation
By His meekness smiting our arrogant reaction…
We thank Him for the clarity of His instruction
That propels us by faith toward growth’s function.
God sanctifies us from vice-defilement
By His purification vanquishing our addiction impairment…
We thank Him for His grace of restoration-replenishment
That upholds us by faith against evil allurement.
God sanctifies us from trespass-infirmity
By His forgiveness correcting our iniquity…
We thank Him for His pardon of acquitting quality
That makes us by faith to enjoy eternal life’s security.
God sanctifies us from command-disobedience
By His discipline conquering our rebellion-resurgence…
We thank Him for His Word of steadfast diligence
That enables us by faith to win against carnal expedience.
God sanctifies us from transgression-pest
By His purity cleansing our errors to the fullest…
We thank Him for His kindness of compassionate zest
That blesses us while we do by faith our utmost best.
February 4, 2025
On that night two foolish fish
Were found garnished on his dish
They’d dropped out of school
For playing the fool
Not to die had been their wish
Now they wound up on his plate
To be consumed by his date
Foolishness still there
Humans unaware
Just wanted to satiate
But that which addled fish brains
Now gave those humans some pains
How ‘foolish” to eat
The refuse filled meat
Poison in humans remains!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
This limerick was born out of a joke between me and a soup member about the benefits of vegetarianism. I had joked that with MAD cow, and bird FLU, soon there would be a breakout of FOOLISH fish. The person quipped that it was because the fish had “dropped out of school” and challenged me to write a poem….Well, here it is. Some facts:
Fish is known to be the best type of meat to consume because of the Omega 3 fatty acids, EPA and DHA. However, care should still be taken when consuming fish. “Fish is one of the most polluted foods we eat. Unfortunately, nearly all fish and shellfish contain traces of methylmercury, which is poisonous to the brain. Mercury accumulates in fish when polluted water is filtered through their gills. The longer a fish lives, the more the mercury accumulates. Large fish eat small fish and accumulate all of the mercury that was in the small fish. This mounts up exponentially. Our tissues also accumulate the mercury of all the fish we eat throughout our lifetimes. No fish is completely free of mercury and other pollutants. If you eat fish regularly, your body is undoubtedly high in mercury. High body stores of mercury cause brain damage and memory impairment, leading to dementia. It has been demonstrated that fish contain enough mercury to harm an unborn baby or harm a young child’s developing nervous system” (Dr Fuhrman).
Don’t hate me! I’m just saying……. ;)
Scars on your arms and legs
Like permanent tattoos
They never fade away
Long live the memories
You wish would disappear
Sink away into the past
Turn into shadows
Follows you around
In the corner of your mind
Pushing you deeper into depression
It turns you into a brand
Labels you a Victim
Proves that you’re weak
Forces you into submission
The impairment your body wears
Manipulates your actions
Tears you down
Until you’re only nerves
Which are exposed
And every blow your body takes
Knocks you down harder
And the pain lasts longer
Causing agony that lasts forever
Scars tell you stories
They tell you you’re…strong
A scar proves that
You made it through till the end
The memories might always stay
But every scar is a battle you won
Because you’re breathing
Because they didn’t break you
Because they TRIED to break you
Are you a victim or a survivor?
Did you embrace the label?
Or did you fight against it?
Paige Posadziejewski
Nov. 9 2015
Blaring grinding blares thy engine
In mending together humanity’s ails,
Flickering light shines thy mender
In shining some light in humanity’s ails.
Sacrificial lamb in mending thy breaks
In little a price for sweats consumed,
Hearing impairment, a risk to come
In shining some light to humanity’s ails.
Shielding thy eye from blind man's woe
Lest an error to move with sticks,
Shielding thy hands from animal’s woe
In shining some light to humanity’s ails.
On, thy aches from blaring machine
In fixing thy job to earn thy pay,
Mending thy rod, the welder’s task
In shining some light in humanity’s ails.
Parent becomes child becomes as parent –
Apparent is elder one’s impairment.
Trying feelings and thoughts run concurrent
In this cycle of human life changes.
Emotional weight can out right drain us.
Navigating relationship strangeness,
Concentrating on being courageous,
Entails resolute faith to sustain us.
Choice
1
Comes a time when all is said and done.
And there and then just turn and walk away.
When living is just no longer any fun.
2
And even if life was a race well run,
If it's at the end of a perfect day, why stay?
Comes a time when all is said and done.
3
As quality of life slips steadily away,
For every joyous ounce, a price to pay,
When living is just no longer any fun,
4
First pause and wallow in good memories.
Then with a soft chuckle, smile, and boldly say:
“Comes a time when all is said and done!”
5
Eventually, for all of us, it will come.
Despite desire the body will no longer Play;
When living is just no longer any fun.
6
Before dignity impairment is begun,
Will I face the inevitable? I may!
Comes a time when all is said and done,
When living is just no longer any fun!
Sabrina has the condition speech dyspraxia,
Which caused a mild intellectual impairment,
And so competes in athletics throwing events,
Specialising in the shot put discipline, skill.
Her brother who competed in sports games,
Inspired her to join a club - she was eleven.
At junior level in Brazil, 2014, she won gold,
But in Doha, at the seniors, she came fourth.
Rio was her stage ‘cos she did herself proud,
By throwing a PB of 12.94 to win the bronze,
And she was the first Welsh athlete at Rio,
From TeamGB to win any medal of any type.
Hateful words ring out, attacking,
Full of malice, piggybacking
On the wings of dire dogma that is narrow to the core.
And the people who are screeching
To the heavens, say their preaching
Is protected and reflected in the nation's guarantor:
'Free Speech'.
Words of hate are links of chains
That bind and burden freedom's gains;
Wrapped around a people's progress, dragging them into the mire.
Stunted in the mud encumbered,
Mankind's days are surely numbered;
Lest he can but break the bondage: to true liberty aspire -
FREE Speech!
Free all words from racist bent
To free ourselves from impairment.
For speech that is most truly free
Emancipates society.
February 29, 2016
For many years, you were our family's breadwinner.
Your money paid for our breakfasts, lunches and dinners.
Because of my mental impairment, you continued to support me after I turned eighteen.
You could've outworked two twenty year olds, you were the hardest worker I've ever seen.
After twenty months of chemotherapy, you lost your fight.
Your battle with Leukemia ended six years ago tonight.
For the last two days of your life, you couldn't even reply to what people said.
When I received a call from my sister-in-law, she informed me that you were dead.
Your existence on Earth ended at around 10:20 PM.
One day I'll go to heaven and I will see you again.
[Dedicated to Charles F. Johnson (1947-2013) who died on July 13, 2013.]