Disabilities Poems - Poems about Disabilities

...He says I’m beautiful but does he see The pains of my heart the shuffle of my feet The rains of dark mysteries of my inner beasts That torture my my mind when I thirst for peace I told him abou......Read the rest...

...Whenever you apply Yourself, always remember You're it, rely On talents, center On your abilities Making that legal-tender, Remember your responsibilities U...Read the rest...

... Looking around our country and the world as I’ve watched hatred and misogyny soar I have to wonder why more people aren’t ashamed of these feelings anymore? Then again, I’m too old for you to b......Read the rest...

...I can only feel this cold sensation brush against my feet The warmth crispen my fingertips As you walk on by The aromas that I smell around this environment My sight Indescribable I f......Read the rest...

...As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11 medal information this resulted in her arriving with a gunman to ......Read the rest...

...She's thirty-three, single, her Mom babysits her five year old son. She reassures herself it's just two more hours, then it's the blessed weekend. Which means delicious sleep. She has no nest ......Read the rest...

...With eyes of grey, no longer whole the cross you bare - to see no more. That’s what I see as I look on and so I start to write this song. Your body broke, bound to a chair. Up at the world you’re......Read the rest...

...It will be amazing up there Different, dissimilar place Not like here, a daily rat race In heaven, I will be an heir An heir to God's amazing grace Never feeling I've been displace......Read the rest...

...Life is for the living, Do we have a choice? What about the afflicted, Those who are unable to use their voice, To shout about The unfairness of it all. Why don't people listen, To the u......Read the rest...

...A place in the middle of nowhere, I wish to be in, where I could still Breathe the blissful pure fresh air of the bucolic, where I Could hear the hum of silence harmonious to m......Read the rest...

...I have told this story, a long time ago in a different way. Because its true I would like to tell it again today. It’s a new poem, the story is old, so tell me what you think. This time I relate i......Read the rest...

...ntal safe wealth Led by history's front-line trauma victims of StraightWhite Patriarchal Capitalists falsely feeling free to ignore and/or punish and/or disenfranchise growing neurodiverse "disabilities" to invest in war and hate anger and fear from an unsafe corporately veiled distance, to automatedly exterminate pesky pests Like RedArmed petulance blaming Elitist mink coats a......Read the rest...

...I often hear, "It's tough getting old." I never hear "It's tougher not getting old" because, I suppose, those who might have spoken from personal experience are no longer with us. I am be......Read the rest...

...Life with a disability is hard, This I know, but lots of people Are still unaware of Non visible disabilities. These people treat us unfairly, Creating problems and pinning The blame on us......Read the rest...

...HOMELESS POETRY These are poems about the homeless and poems for the homeless. Epitaph for a Homeless Child by Michael R. Burch I lived as best I could, and then I died. Be careful w......Read the rest...