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:
handicaps, addiction, anxiety, change, character,
Form: Rhyme
No one can go without handphones
If he doesn't possess one
He can borrow one
The world will become smaller and more attainable
Hearts become closer
Friendships become more flourishing
Family bond becomes stronger
Informations become more attainable
But handphone still has its handicaps
No connection to the souls
No connection to the other world
No connection to God
You still have to give yourself time to reach
Your own heart and soul
Your memories of the past
God's teaching
Categories:
handicaps, family, friend, god, heart,
Form: Free verse
Study what God has made known;
ponder His Word, our mainstay.
Ready in your exchange zone
pass the baton, be alert and pray.
Plan for success in life’s race;
contend, despite handicaps
Relay God’s love and God’s grace,
leave no room for generation gaps.
April 1, 2022
Sponsor Chantelle Anne Cooke
Contest Name LIND30 Rhyme
inspired by Rick Fleenor, professor at
University of the Cumberlands in
Williamsburg, KY
Categories:
handicaps, 11th grade, appreciation, bible,
Form: Verse
We wear shoes
To protect our feet
Have to please them
With the right size
To keep healthy
To be comfortable
Go all the ways to please them
They will in return
Walk faster
With more stable steps
With more beautiful posture
Moreover some people may
Go further to please eyes
Hiding ugliness and handicaps
Building confidence
Showing off
Capturing admiration
And finally slaved their own selves
Hurting their feet
Forgetting to please
Their own hearts
Their inner souls
Categories:
handicaps, beautiful, confidence, health, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
So often felt without a word
many handicaps come in at one time
nerves, stress, tight throat, breathless
these things gripped causing false rhyme
Panic signs make one lose control
being under its grip I fall to lose
no word you feel can be said
thinks I'd be better on a cruise
Strive through life to find calmness
knowing this is the elusive jewel
one wonders can it ever be found?
not like one's spirit needing renewal
There comes a time to consider
that there's no more I can do
just got to leave it in God's hand
His sovereign purpose will come true
Being speechless without a word
so often this was my plight
but be thankful it's not all the time
in my dark tunnel, there's some light
(Thinking about a time I was rendered speechless which in fact has happened a few times in my life, so this is my experience of these times.)
Categories:
handicaps, silence, stress, words,
Form: Rhyme
Road Runner escaped the cleverest traps
Because he had no known handicaps
Outwitted, outsmarted at every turn,
His nemesis would sigh, doing a slow burn.
Wile E. Coyote was determined to destroy
Road Runner by using every available ploy,
But the tricky bird was ever so clever
Always escaping by pulling the lever.
written August 28, 2021
Categories:
handicaps, animal, bird, character, conflict,
Form: Clerihew
Methinks, who wanders after pint size toy
To which Aristocrats bow in humbleness?
Afore the little toy went to dance with the rough,
Off the tee in bounces, unto the way unfair,
Wrong way, or off the fair fairway,
Thought hazard but out of bound!
Grudgingly he bowed for a retake,
Now to the little toy the mighty was humbled.
Pint size, mint size, bright white,
Toys in colour bundles.
Fly it goes in kiss with the sky
Little toy, little joy laced in greedy-burden.
Amidst the Aristos stood the landlord, well-trodden,
Yes, the Capo whose toy ran him out of bound,
Silly toy, bad troy, “O, not my day!” He mused.
His baroness hummed, bumped her bum in bummer,
Pitiable they were before the bunker.
“Handicap will tell.” She said in laughter.
But the Aristos were called handicaps too,
Laughed I was at these “Handicaps”
As they missed the little hole in taps.
Hopped the Aristo to win the hole;
Warped the baroness in prayer he missed the hole,
The little hole, pint size toy.
With smiles, his toy, she glanced,
The Aristo did miss the hole.
I laughed at the people of holes.
Hmm! Life with Golfers and little holes.
Categories:
handicaps, appreciation, extended metaphor, golf,
Form: Dramatic Verse
rhymed couplets
Advice from the oldest in the pasture,
former race horse, derby grandmaster.
We are not losers let loose in the fields;
we horses tell how effortless "wild" feels
No jockeys here, no brutal whips.
No metal bar between my lips.
No braids in my tail making knots,
I will never be forced into slots.
No giddy crowds, no owner's frowns,
All handicaps stayed at the downs.
Out in the field when push comes to shove?
We move aside, think nothing thereof.
Winning is running, hear the steeds confess.
Trophies and purses? We horses care less.
For jockeys, all is lost past number three;
for horses, the winning is running free.
March 7, 2020
Categories:
handicaps, 11th grade, horse, race,
Form: Couplet
8, A Trait Higher than Nature
Every Year Sing "Hallel" on July "11's",
A Stroke Grew Tall, Into My Life's Elm,
Prior, in 2005, Our Chassuna Dance!
Now, Our Foot "Pattie Cake" is Seldom.
8 Denotes Transcendence,
Judaism is Not in the Natural Realm,
No Nature's Laws Correspondence,
"Ayn Ode Milvado" has the Helm!
"Rise Above Our Nature" Ascendance,
Assorted "Odd Bod'" Handicaps, "Jell 'Em!"
In Sum, Obstacles Aren't Iron, Look Askance,
Serve Hashem "B'Simcha", Attitude "Quells 'Em!"
Never Say Never nor "Defeatist Chants",
Transcend the Adverse, Surprise Them,
Purim "MeSheloach Manos" to Enemy Stances,
Make Friends, Try to Opponents Stem!
You'll Get Disbelieving Glances,
Shrug Them Off, Saying "Amen & Ahem!",
Sincerely Sing "What Are the Chances?",
Keep Trouble Off Balance, "Tzoros" Amend!
"More of You is Emerging!" Barbara Announces,
I Ask Myself "Is This the Coma's End?"
My Wife & I, One Another Enhances,
Marital Bliss, We Each Other Send!
Categories:
handicaps, anniversary, appreciation, health, jewish,
Form: Rhyme
8, A Trait Higher than Nature
Every Year Sing "Hallel" on July "11's",
A Stroke Grew Tall, Into My Life's Elm,
Prior, in 2005, Our Chassna Dance!
Now, Our Foot "Pattie Cake" is Seldom.
8 Denotes Transcendence,
Judaism is Not in the Natural Realm,
No Nature's Laws Correspondence,
"Ayn Ode Milvado" has the Helm!
"Rise Above Our Nature" Ascendance,
Assorted "Odd Bod'" Handicaps, "Jell 'Em!"
In Sum, Obstacles Aren't Iron, Look Askance,
Serve Hashem "B'Simcha", Attitude "Quells 'Em!"
Never Say Never nor "Defeatist Chants",
Transcend the Adverse, Surprise Them,
Purim "MeSheloach Manos" to Enemy Stances,
Make Friends, Try to Opponents Stem!
You'll Get Disbelieving Glances,
Shrug Them Off, Saying "Amen & Ahem!",
Sincerely Sing "What Are the Chances?",
Keep Trouble Off Balance, "Tzoros" Amend!
"More of You is Emerging!" Barbara Announces,
I Ask Myself "Is This the Coma's End?"
My Wife & I, One Another Enhances,
Marital Bliss, We Each Other Send!
Categories:
handicaps, anniversary, celebration, health, jewish,
Form: Rhyme
If life was a horse race it would be more fair
But it’s a sloppy track
You don’t get a starting gate
Use what you have and run like heck
Fight for the rail and hope you’re not the one who falls
Better not finish last or it will be
Your fault
No matter where you started.
If life was a horse race it would be more fair
Handicaps would be measured
And equality ensured, strictly enforced
Each participant would be well fed
And have a clean and secure place to sleep
Not to mention clean water
And medical attention
Guaranteed to these horses
As it should be!
In order to avoid the outrageous cruelty
Which is ignored when humans live in poverty.
If life was a horse race, it would be more fair
And that would be unthinkable.
Categories:
handicaps, 10th grade, america, community,
Form: Narrative
I was born with a number of handicaps:
My mother’s myopia, and Dad’s hairline,
Mom’s high blood pressure,
My father’s sleep apnea,
And a human being’s mortality.
Surgery has improved my sight.
One pill each day keeps my blood pressure down.
A CPAP machine cured my snoring.
I’ll just live with the baldness,
But nothing cures the mortality.
So I will try to get more exercise,
And watch my diet better.
I will reduce my stress level,
And take more walks in the sun.
I will love my wife and the times we share.
I will be more attentive to others’ needs
And seek to help whenever I can.
It won’t cure the mortality,
But it can’t hurt!
Categories:
handicaps, death, wisdom,
Form: Blank verse
This game of golf as is this life,
Played all life, perfect still can't be,
Ever reminding of one’s wife,
Put on pedestal, upon tee,
Handicaps, roughs, bogies stay rife,
And played as if on edge of knife!
Easy to start, hard to finish,
And harder ever to master,
Followed like an unfulfilled wish,
Always one stroke from disaster,
As in life, handicaps bridge gap,
Eagles two, birdies claim one clap.
What rage be this game every age,
As many highs as there be lows,
A game ever on players grows,
Ageless be this sport in image—
To my liking a bit high brow,
Pricey clubs, carts, caddies in tow.
And if ye think you the ball drive,
Beware of game that drives you naïve,
This game of greens, good to relax,
Greener still goes envied player,
And greatest of a leveller,
Pro or novice likes it like sex.
_____________________________________________
Reflections | 01.10.04 |
Categories:
handicaps, games, golf, green, humor,
Form: Narrative
Hillary and Her Kitchen
What if you were to show me some sign
That what you now had never was mine
Next thing you knew you were creator
Of a program called, "The Hillianator."
An alligator up desires likes to gobble
So never again will we have .to hobble
Along but be free and become active
Member of America where we all live.
We may have started out foreign-born
In America will never receive any scorn
Even when youth may have been a scout
And always enjoy helping others out.
Had others in mind and their each need
Helping out as well as wanting to feed
Them many subjects and food for everyone
And of their handicaps do not make fun.
So by now what you have started to see
Is not again will there ever be a Hillary
And at distillery after named a great drink
Dirty Dishes are not in my kitchen sink.
Hillary's kitchen is always completely clean
Thanks to the creation of a Clinton Machine
With it nothing has been know to dissolve
With machine all problems are able to solve.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Categories:
handicaps, allegory, analogy, humorous,
Form: Couplet
What I Gave?
I gave….nothing??
Time, and patience, and
a love of “The Game’.
She gave everything,
heart, strength, resolve,
to play “The Game”.
She is special,
handicapped, disabled,
and six years old.
Me, not so special,
did not wish to see,
her handicaps, keep her
from “The Game”.
She stood, bat in hand,
seemingly unable
to hit the ball.
I stood, confused,
befuddled when she said:
“you have to sing the song.”
“What song” I asked.
“The Baseball Song” she answered.
I looked around
seeking help when
her mother shouted
“Take Me Out to The Ball Game.”
I sang! She Hit!
The love of “The Game”
etched itself upon another heart.
“The Game” will always be grateful
to her, for her, for
What She Gave.
John G. Lawless
6/30/2014
Categories:
handicaps, baseball, children, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
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