Long Retrogression Poems
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I’m driven by a special child
awesomely tame, never has gone wild
though in my service, he’s technically tied
against impact we both have already defied…
such ensures that chaotic challenges keep us on safe side.
By the special child’s gear
forward, we march toward victory flair
onward faith’s venture, we zoom and dare
triumphantly navigating with care, smiting fear…
keeping us hope-propped, brightening cheerers’ joy-filled tear.
Soaring midst miracles’ might
persevering to reach greater height
painstakingly, we vanquish disability’s blight
as he innocently trusts my expertise along prayer-plight…
ignoring his impairment fright, gripped by peace-illumined sight.
Bursting with zest, he conquers spasticity’s pest
hurdling over obstacles’ crest toward milestone’s nest
never letting seizures’ rest to hold his will around comfort’s breast
despite being wheelchair bound, he does surmount imprisonment test…
yes, I’m a genuine witness to the fullest, for to him, I’m the nearest and closest.
As his custom-made mobility device, I want him to fly
indeed, wishing him to giggle with mirth in touching the sky
while together, we explore up high toward championship-sigh
rejuvenated to maximize partnership midst his gestures of “You and I”…
functionally fulfilling our roles with joy against doubts, haunting with “why.”
He, entrusted to the orphanage in his diagnosis pain
accordingly, would “progress toward retrogression” terrain
yet, with God’s compassion and mercy, transformation he did gain
surrounded by kindness-bliss against attacking apathy’s gloom-strain…
now, his “Most Improved” award shows that blest dreams midst nightmares reign.
Diagnosed with cerebral palsy blight
To progress toward retrogression strain
Our special child was spastic day and night
Struggling along restlessness’ grievous pain.
His global developmental delay
Marked by seizures that caused wearying shake
Made us constantly alert all the way
Aiding him, compassionately awake.
He is now fourteen, showing milestone leap
Driving wheelchair amidst triumphant zest
Learning much along good hygiene to keep…
His orphanage life proves miracles’ best.
God's love* surmounts disability’s need
With caring kindness, heart is surely freed.
*1 John 4:16 - And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him.
May 23, 2023
1st place, "Sonnet" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Sotto Poet; Judged on 6/12/2023
Edited on June 13, 2023
“He’ll progress toward retrogression…”
such was neuro-pediatrician's lamentable diagnosis
grievous… torturous life sentence!
What a woeful condemnation...
...yet marvelous life’s persistence
our special child should never miss
while enjoying love’s wondrous bliss.
Though he is epileptic
midst gestures obviously spastic
his disposition --- jubilant
radiates cheerfully triumphant.
With thanksgiving gesture’s delight
marking faith of ascending height
he shows notable progress-might
in conversation endeavor
along comprehension fervor
revealing wondrous miracles
defying doubtful manacles.
Now, as a handsome fourteen-year old* lad
he praises the Lord Who blesses
in his wheel-chair’s trip, daily glad
to victory,** he progresses.
*He was born on April 28, 2009
**1Corinthians 15:57 But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
January 11, 2020
*Edited on January 11, 2024
7th place, "A fairytale or not, Short story poem" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Fire Bird; judged on 1/22/2024.
Original Title: Progress Victorious
Honorable Mention, "STRAND no 660,any theme, any form" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 1/30/2020.
Not feeling well out of vertigo’s affliction, I requested our special son to pray for me: “Please ask God to heal my headache.” After gesturing with his branded “praying hands” amidst unintelligible supplication, he affectionately hugged me, then gently kissed my forehead. Confidently, in sign language, he thanked the Lord, then clapped with earnest glee … affirming that I would be alright. Grateful to the Saviour, my heart leaped with bliss for this child in our orphanage, who at 9 months old was declared “to progress toward retrogression” due to infantile spasm epilepsy, global developmental delay, and cerebral palsy. Now, he is 12 years old and triumphing with milestones along unconditional love, while constantly being prayed for and lavished with kisses whenever he is sick.
faith* in the Lord shown
mimicked by child with delight~~~
beatitudes at work
*Galatians 3:26 For ye are all the children of God by faith in Christ Jesus.
November 29, 2021
2nd place, "Haibun- With A Message" Contest
Sponsored by Charles Messina; judged on 12/17/2021.
"Praise ye the LORD. O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: for his mercy endureth for ever." Psalm 106:1 of the King James Bible*
“He will progress toward retrogression…”
oh, gloomy tidings --- verily heart breaking news
I was confronted with, more than a decade ago
announced by a pediatrician neurologist.
“… Retrogression…”
every day, I kept defying said medical prophecy
not that I was in denial of our special child’s condition
but was anxious his infantile spasm epilepsy would be fatal.
“… Toward retrogression…”
such reverberated, intensifying my angst
every time I beheld his restlessness
propelling his fatigue before going to sleep.
“… Progress toward retrogression…”
yes, I questioned diagnosis with mixed emotions
as fear swelled over courage, striving to prevail
yet, faith in God surmounted my motherly qualms.
“… Will progress toward retrogression…”
nonetheless, the Lord with His miraculous mercy and might
worked along our loving nurture midst supplication-filled care
in the orphanage that serves as his home and family.
“He will progress toward retrogression…”
that was then (2010); and so saddening
since the doctor whose assertion is now being nullified, died (in 2018)---
could not behold and rejoice for our child’s development.
Today, our son is showing remarkable progress
marked with gratefulness, peace, and joy
while in sign language he prays and worships---
---expressing that the Almighty is good*.
February 6, 2021
3rd place, "A Meaningful Poem" Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 3/26/2021.
Grateful am I to explore marvelous life bestowed by God Almighty. Honouring the Lord for my miraculous survival, I am blessed to experience life’s magnificence toward optimum enjoyment. Yes, life is beautiful as I behold the joyous countenance of my orphanage family, especially the endearing hearts of my surrogate parents who keep on asserting that I am handsome despite my disability. Furthermore, life is meaningful while I comprehend through sign language that I am valued by the Creator Who has allowed me to surmount the challenges of abortion attempts, and the rigors of being surrendered to a residential facility. Meanwhile, life is purposeful when I take part in reaching-out to others with love and faith while giving-out Gospel tracts though I am wheel-chair bound. Life is indeed wonderful since I continually grow in peaceful bliss amidst the grace, goodness, and greatness of the Saviour Jesus Christ, through caring people who are helping me attain milestones against the diagnosis that I would “progress toward retrogression.” Worshipful, I exalt the Lord Who is my life.
endowed by life* Source
existence best maximized---
everyday praise-blest
*Genesis 2:7And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
June 22, 2022
7th place, "Like A Child" Haibun Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Regina McIntosh; judged on 7/21/2022.
"He will progress toward retrogression..."
Mother's heart defied such prognosis
yet it reverberated, haunting soul
thus, faith cleaved to divine pillar
toward hope fueling functionality
surmounting spastic bouts
conquering seizures
then beholding miracles.
Now, milestones radiate
as special child drives himself
midst freedom bliss
maneuvering wheelchair
likewise taking steps with walker's brace
vanquishing mother's fear
toward triumph of impossibilities
enabled by God*, the divine anchor.
*Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
August 23, 2025
15th place, "Killick" Free verse Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish; judged on 9/5/2025
“He would progress toward retrogression.”
Such brought to my mother’s heart confusion…
Though fearful with its grievous repercussion
I trusted the Lord for His compassion.
Hope glowed midst special child’s diagnosis
Radiating optimistic prognosis...
Shown now in his wellness-analysis
Reigning God’s goodness of grace-synthesis.
As he drives himself along wheelchair zest
I’m humbled by divine miracles best
Surmounting my doubts, checking faith midst test
Thanking Saviour’s healing* to the fullest.
Luke 9:11 “And the people, when they knew it, followed him (Jesus Christ): and he received them, and spake unto them of the kingdom of God, and healed them that had need of healing.”
August 15, 2021
2nd place, "Your Favorite August 2021 Poem" Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 8/31/2021.
In the recognition ceremony during the Special School’s commencement exercises, I was ecstatic while witnessing my child jubilantly flashing his double thumbs’ up trademark gesture. He was screaming with glee when he acknowledged his name announced as “Academic Excellence Awardee.”
Oh, so triumphant was I in propelling his wheelchair, as he painstakingly, yet zealously maneuvered my hand toward the stage. Yes, I was filled with gratitude to God on our way to receive his medal. Such milestone was, and is a miracle, since fourteen years ago, I was confronted by his pediatrician with this torturous prognosis: “He will progress toward retrogression.” He was ten months old then, and I must admit fretting while pleading to the Lord amidst faith*, uttering, “How many more days will I bear this burden?”
Now, I surely cannot wait to behold him joyously walk on streets of gold throughout eternity.
*1Peter 1:5 21 Who by him do believe in God, that raised him up from the dead, and gave him glory; that your faith and hope might be in God.
July 31, 2023
Honorable Mention, "RELATIVITY - TIME - a vignette" Prose Poetry Writing Contest; Sponsored by Suzette Richards; judged on 8/6/2023
Bestowed by God with faith according to Scriptures
I do strive to seek Him, begging for His guidance
Believing His wisdom, always perfect and right…
Divine intervention --- such I desire so well.
1985…
Toward college degree, yet away from my home
Scholarship gained along academic freedom
Yet Bible studies’ truth brought me to the Saviour…
Divine intervention --- my soul redemption set.
1991…
Alighting from the bus; then sprawling on the street
My body rested there… along that busy road
No vehicles passed by as I managed to stand…
Divine intervention --- the Lord guarded me well.
1996…
Teaching career flourished in great institution
Voluntary service versus secular job???
My choice must be resolved for full-time reaching-out…
Divine intervention --- The Master granted peace.
2003…
Ministry adjustments for orphanage venture
Government compliance and license to cope with
Another course-challenge; my heart yielded fully…
Divine intervention --- The Almighty gave joy.
2018…
Desirous for global poetry publication
My persistence fainted; but was soon ignited
Since providentially, I came across PS*…
Divine intervention --- Sovereign endowment.
2019…
My Daddy wished to leave the hospital alive
Doctor handed waiver as prayer was fervent
No to euthanasia; yes, I loved Dad so much…
Divine intervention --- Creator took him home**.
2021…
Our special child’s milestones definitely highlight
Miracles so wondrous despite pandemic blow
Diagnosed to progress toward retrogression***…
Divine intervention --- reflects God’s grace at work.
I thank the Lord indeed; His eyes**** watch over me
His hand remains outstretched to secure my footsteps
Blessing my trust in Him, blocking me from wrong moves…
Divine intervention --- His love’s affirmation.
*My Poetry Soup membership commenced on April 9, 2018.
**My Dad went to be with the Lord on January 2, 2019.
***Our special son is now 12 years old.
****2Chronicles 16:9 For the eyes of the LORD run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to shew himself strong in the behalf of them whose heart is perfect toward him…
December 22, 2021
Narrative in modified Alexandrine form
6th place, "DIVINE INTERVENTION" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on on 1/4/2022.