Long Abled Poems

When oppositional cognitive dissonance 
deflects focus from compassion,
I've learned to go back to when I deflected focus from her.

She sends me passive-aggressive messages,
bread crumbs leading back in time 
to where she began to feel lonely,
marginalized,
siloed,
anxious,
neglected.

If...

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S/he is controversially counter-cultural

And yet,
MotherEartha defensively claims,
not so:

We grow trans-regenerational
transubstantiating substances
and subjects
to integrate more sacredly organic

Positive passions
re-connecting
re-membered past peak
pleasures restoring universal EarthJustice
and unitarian EarthMother peace.

I stand before you today
not to bury every conservative re-ligion
but to...

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This foggy sky
darkly and relentlessly rains
especially for an early May morning.

He is not prepared for darkness
seeping through new-born leaves,
not yet full grown into this year's trunk-lacing dress,
soaking up from saturated soil,
slurping into his compassionately 
empathic...

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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 political ableist sins
of felt omission from commercial value
and, perhaps worse,
my...

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First, imagine, if you can,
"Love" is not just a many splendored thing,
although it is that,
but behaviorists and existentialists behavioralize
the complex of emotions and consciousness
wearing that synergetic label
as active, sometimes spontaneous
"cooperation,"
an antonym for "competition."

Now,
Imagine you grew...

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Once upon a time a gymnast teacher told a girl, 
and all her classmates, 
to gather round 
to spot the student currently bouncing 
on the trampoline. 

They circled 
to volunteer a ring of imperfectly rhythmed
but...

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Living With A Myth

How dares one to speak of disability and live with it to tell the story narrate 
               ...

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I've been warmly remembering
your peak solidarity experience
joyfully shared

When you suggested
in a state-wide wisdom circle
that our cooperative advocacy
might feel more robust
and become more strategically
and resonantly effective
If and when
local communities more intentionally share
our current municipal Trauma 
Prevention...

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Fate stepped in and dealt us a harsh and cruel blow
when we least expect it!
Up to one year ago, my mother was the great thought and
Solution to anything that stomps us, the stalwart in the...

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THREE ROCKS

Written for Competition :  A Magical Journey 
Sponsor : Constance La France

[ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand
   Rolling them over and over and over
  ...

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The sky has dug a hole in the cloud
it's fuc**** triangle's fault  I can't see the pigs
stratified societies 
revitalized on schizophrenic base of
finger pointing minority
staring at fragmented people 
seeing them as dispensed particles 
that...

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* I wrote my first poem 2 years ago, to celebrate, I've written this poem where I've stole my own rhymes from my own poems and morphed it all together enjoy

I'm a quick wit picnic...

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Admittedly a little bit of me can see I have an ability
missing ambition to mission living submissively in submission,

If I believe built into me 
a skill too free 
up my sleeve capability
I'll gift to me...

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Victories In China
14th and 15th Nov 2015 are days for avid badminton fans the world over to remember,
Somewhere over there in Fuchou, who cares where exactly that is there in China.

All that matters to die...

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Early/mid afternoon May 22nd, 2020...

Raindrops percolate Perkiomen Valley watershed
pleasant reprieve versus quite warm temperatures
yesterday found yours truly averse attempting re:
ding outside, the secluded alcove visible looking
thru single bedroom window here, once upon time

former Schwenksville Elementary...

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When wandering through a clinical studies program,
I began a practice of writing verbatims,
capturing the essence of conversations
messages
for their therapeutic integrity.

In this frame of mind and heart,
several years ago
I wrote this verbatim
on behalf of my daughter
with...

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'twas  the night before any Christmas...

And all over our any town,
Lonely seniors tried so hard to forget,
What life was like in a land long ago.
When husbands or their wives were still living,
and the kids were...

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I sat under the grey shadow of the gloomy night
Raising the closed curtain of the darkest day's flight
My heart subdued the voice of my inner shrine
Wiping the droplets of tears that wet my chine

I sat...

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I am in a relationship  . . .
I live with my dis-ability and me
To look you would not guess
It is a secret I keep very well
    When I told...

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Here we are - both you and I...
Yet to ask each other why.
Why, that is, our combination
May result in conversation.
The two of us - complete strangers...
Potentially abled exchangers.
Upon more magnified inspect,
Do the two of us...

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She entered my life upon happenstance.
I was unaware and naive.
No angels to carry my chin.
No raindrops to cleanse my emptiness.
"I am a landscaper without a garden.
Surely, you cannot help me?"

An unhesitant smile bewitched me.
I began...

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Wrapped in blood, borne a soul,
Unlyk odr babies, he wasn't whole.

Something was missing physically,
Which was gng to hurt him mentally.

Neither was the doctor happy, nor was nurse,
As if the child's birth was mere curse.

Mother was...

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(To a brother, he gives his biryhday celebration to be with the less fortunate kids. He is a hand of this nation)
Love ain't an illy feeling healed but a commuted commitment
Care and fair ain't a...

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Far from sight 
I hear the sounds of mini birds chirping
Yellow leaves blowing from the ground.
The breeze, oh so peaceful!
The lovely trees that shelter the summer rays,
Sheltered me at night.

The sun is in haste, clock...

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My list of domestic chores
vocations
avocations
I no longer wish to know and do
grows longer with each advancing year.

And, because I live with no one
capable and willing to work with me,
side by side,
or even in alternating shifts
and...

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