Best Wheelchairs Poems

An infinite door of midnight blue;
glowing peephole that is the moon.
Dare I look before turned to dust?
Yes, dear friend, I surely must.

In the midst, a...

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E Pluribus Unum ~  Out Of Many, One

[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United 
States, but the scope of...

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They are lined up along the long hallways
wheelchairs protruding, blocking the corridors.
The aroma of antiseptic spray attempts to mask
the pungent smell of body odors.

The loud...

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He said, “Everything about lust 
has already been written!”
Every person, man or woman 
at some time will be smitten
Lust can be fetish, 
she dresses like...

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Wallflowers with their faces raised, 
     and others too, with heads bowed low;
        ...

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Elephants ran
	from the perilous sounds
the bakery overcooked the days bread
	winter tires
installed on the wheelchairs
	soldiers in a line to eat cakes
bread was in short supply
	monsters on...

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In times of a virus spreading its unruly truths I wonder why

	What matters most seems to be toilet paper

Loops and loops of the stuff and...

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Pecking quick, a parting kiss
Pumping legs, a train to miss
Lovers waving, strangers pass
Tears and hugs a whistle blast 
Scanning papers on news stands
Pats on backs...

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They didn't rush out to greet him
When Father time made his call...
They traded house and picket fence...
For one room down a long hall

like soldiers standing...

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DREAMING WITH EYES OF FAITH

I’m dreaming with my eyes of faith,
Godly dreams hope you’ll see.
My dreams backed with God’s promises,
‘New Earth’ … for you and...

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    Looking down through my window, at the beautiful people shuffling like charmed regals. 
My chair can get closer from the side,...

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Whining wailers never know when, 
opportune moments ever begin. 
An angry man hath his eyes closed, 
not a bit of triumph ever he knows. 

I...

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Clancy's pub had cut me off, said no more pints for me
I knew he was mistaken, I was sober as could be
So I climbed off...

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Dad, why are those men carrying flags?
Because it's a parade 
To honor our country
Then the little boy asked, 
Were you an Army man?
Yes, I was....

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This is not Miami, the real site
of the sea grape.  This is a wannabe--
a biker town, a speedway town.  Not 
the fabled city...

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