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Deafness Poems - Poems about Deafness


Premium Member Sound
It was my first day back at work…I was behind the counter in the store…when a woman pushing her baby in a stroller walked in through our front door. I greeted them as I always do…Mom nodded when I caught her eye…and I waved to her baby…who waved back…as he went rolling by. After shopping for a...

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Categories: deafness, sound,
Form: Rhyme
Deafness Is Serious
Old Clarry was deaf; yes deaf as a post, and couldn't hear a word that was said. But he'd sit alone while we conversed, when we gathered in young Harry's shed. I suppose old age gets us all in the end, but Clarry's still here and he's ninety two. He doesn't need glasses and his heart is okay; it's just this deafness...

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Categories: deafness, humor,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Do You Believe In God
As they watched a field of flowers gently swaying in the breeze sitting mesmerized and awed A young girl looked at her dad and signed. “Daddy, do you believe in God?” Her father paused a moment stroked the hairs upon her head then looked into her eyes “I do.” He signed and said. “Do you ever wonder why,” she signed as from her...

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Categories: deafness, father daughter, god,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Could I Stand It
Living in a world of darkness. Could I do it? Could I imagine it? Could I relate? Could I? Living in a silent world. Could I do it? Could I be this brave? Could I stand it? Could I? Living in a world of hate. Could I do it? Could I survive? Could I glean any happiness? Could I?...

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Categories: deafness, introspection,
Form: Free verse
Deafness
In a way I envy deaf people. For they never have to hear The words that leave your mouth. They don't have to hear the wars Of insults that rage in school Halls. In a way I mourn deaf people. For they never get to hear Spoken poems or a piano's Music. Which is better, Never to hear guile Or Never to hear beauty....

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Categories: deafness, allusion, art, beauty, emotions,
Form: Free verse



Deafness
I just hit the wall. I am not crying to it. It is filled with peeping holes. Light strobes there are none because it is dark out here. What do you think of me? I can sing. I chant weird mumbles that passersby frown at. I howl like a dog in heat, begging to be copulated. At times I am quieter I spit...

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Categories: deafness, depressionme,
Form: Free verse

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