Journey Disability Poems

It's weird
and sometimes wild
living with a non-LeftBrain verbal dominant
aspiring child,
now young adult

I find myself waiting for him
to nonverbally connect
and correct me
about my patriarchal domineering
economic and...

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Day Dreams

I love to have daydreams, 
about the nighttime. 
I believe I can see it all 
clearer in the light. 
I am not afraid of...

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Dear Father, mine. 

I ran away from bad. 
I took my children with me.
I found a place to run to. 
It was an empty castle...

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Glory in the Day

Your bright light...
is beyond beautiful. 
As You are King. 
That means everything, 
that it can and more. 
Beyond my reckoning. 

I long...

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One Nation Under God

From sea to shining sea, 
manifest destiny. 
Every American third grader,
from 1960 and before, 
could recite all the most important facts, 
and...

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Distance Squared

The speed of light
is exactly how fast
my heart sends;
every prayer, 
every good thought, 
every perfect wish! 

The bright candle between us, 
it is the...

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Rebecca

Daughter of The King. 
Your namesake blessed a nation, 
be proud. 
You began life, 
ahead of most. 
Already you were glorified, 
held high by your...

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A Small Christmas Package

You have brightened my life. 
I have found you. 
A tiny piece of my past, 
worth saving. 
Something I can keep, 
as...

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Prayer 

On Sunday, 
The saints gather…
Not the normal service, 
later, when others…
are home. 

They are quiet, 
and humble. 
They have come, 
to the house of...

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Gentle on My Mind

You play along the edges, 
of every memory worth having. 
You have been there since, 
I care to look back. 
I was...

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Blue Heaven

I look up to the sky, 
I can feel his face, 
looking back at me. 

I have been good, 
and bad, 
and sometimes both,...

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Just Strands of Straw

I look into the mirror, 
my hair has dropped to the sink. 
It is a trail of tears, 
years of taking care...

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Boxes of Hope

In the attic there is tensile. 
Bright and lovely, reflective pieces
of fluff to begin the journey. 

One, two, three,
a dozen cardboard containers. 
I...

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The Journey

I take you places, here and there, 
Some you do not want to go…to. 
It is better than being from. 
So I keep taking...

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The Map

In life we choose the direction of our feet, 
often by the way those around us expect us to go. 
Shockingly, striking out on...

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