Mine face fully teared engulf in stream of tears;
So in grief my body aches force full trembling in fears;
Just you and I am minister seven others no one else cares;
Life ended, elder handicap victim had no friends nor family heirs;
2/20/2024
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Categories:
handicap, absence, analogy, appreciation, bereavement,
Form: Epitaph
I have a gross handicap:
While sleeping retains my cap,
As I read feet in shoes tap
And easily a work “Crap!”
…And spoiled kids’ knuckles rap;
During sermon daring a nap,
Bathsheba survey her lap;
For my trips shun the best map…
Can I crush my handicap?
Enough to energy sap:
Eccentric wings stop their flap
While Handicap fills some gap…
But die could most handicaps:
As easy as rats in traps;
Sure, a cop and his hard slaps
Orders for water to start laps.
Categories:
handicap, addiction, anxiety, change, character,
Form: Rhyme
I've just spoken with Polycarp
About his bright red baseball cap
I'd swear is his main handicap:
His wish to keep wearing the cap
While to Tennis Ball he is Pap
And equally does football 'tap';
His donning of a baseball cap
A conflict and misguiding map
You rely on and your strength sap,
Because of the capital gap
Between him and a baseball cap...
Game he'd lose to to who's had a nap
Or just finished singing a rap
And with avid fans had a snap...
The whole wished drama a self trap
For tennis games not receive call,
Among footballers not grow tall.
Categories:
handicap, absence, business, career, sports,
Form: Rhyme
We take the lazy option
when given a choice
walk upstairs or ride the escalator
it’s our health that says see you later
We take the crazy option
when given a choice
park legally or be a handicap
everyone is thinking, you weedy sap
Categories:
handicap, crazy, health, image, society,
Form: Rhyme
Once Had a Handicap
Thumb I did see looked like a thimble;
Should this become my writing symbol?
Every time when poetry I went to write
Could not hold whole hand real tight.
Deformed thumb by God had been made;
For writing want an improvement grade
And God to me many times He had said,
You will have trouble buttering your bread.
That thimble of mine does get in my way
God said I should say prayers each day
He will hold my thumb so it won't tremble
And would take off my troubling thimble.
Thumb grew large when it was warm
God finally had fixed my thumb's form;
With thumb and fingers poems can write
Now that I can hold my hand real tight.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013
Wrote this when I first joined Poetry Soup.
Reminds me of Trump making fund of a
handicapped reporter.
Categories:
handicap, allegory, analogy,
Form: Couplet
A man sat on a bench, holding a blank
face. But then the sun shone its rays so bright
that he started to smile in the warm light
and chuckled. Yes, in happiness he sank.
Alas, the sunny day thunderclouds flanked.
But so, the man's laughter was still in sight!
It even grew along the storm! That's right,
he began to madly laugh in the night.
In the land where birds and men and beasts sings
all the time, can we distinguish the songs?
Are we capable to say which is which?
What a thin, thin line there is between things
that parted it from the rights and the wrongs
Are we capable to say which is which?
Categories:
handicap, conflict, confusion, judgement, life,
Form: Sonnet
I Once Had a Handicap
Thumb I did see looked like a thimble;
Should this become my writing symbol?
Every time when poetry I went to write
Could not hold my whole hand real tight.
Deformed thumb by God it had been made;
My writing received needs improvement grade
And God to me many times He had said,
You will have trouble buttering your bread.
That thimble of Mine will get in your way
So if you should say your prayers each day
I will hold your thumb so it won't tremble
And then take off your troubling thimble.
Thumb once grew large when it was warm
But then God finally fixed my thumb's form;
With thumb and fingers poems will write
Now that I can hold my hand real tight.
Categories:
handicap, religious,
Form: Couplet
Limerick : Once a Dark Horse in a handicap
Once a Dark Horse in a handicap
Led head, tail and hoof in the last lap
All eyes on winning post
Cameras clicked the most
Horse lost in the negative, so clap !
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Categories:
handicap, crazy, humor,
Form: Limerick
Late into the Night;
the hunger of the day
is keeping the eye half shut
and the sleep at bay
Wrapped in a torn sheet
on the platform no. 3
holding on to wooden clutches
where the legs should be
Out from the corner
a ray of light
grows into a sea of brightness;
a heavenly sight
In this heaven
he jumps, play and run
He can only look forward
the life has just begun
He climbs the trees
and goes down the ravines deep
the exhaustion gets him;
alas, he cannot sleep
The light passes away
the dreams are gone
it’s cold and dark again;
reality is back to haunt
Cursing the God, he asks
why do you give dreams, illusions and hope
I can stay famished all night
the mental handicaps, I cannot cope
Categories:
handicap, angst, introspection, life,
Form: I do not know?