Long Wheelchairs Poems

Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,
alcoholism.

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected...

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I believe in what’s seen and unseen Thee unseen terror attack on private personal information carried out after several attempts on my life Gargano Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Catrina Bell Donaldson Talisa Shaw corruption at...

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IT'S BEEN AWHILE PERHAPS EIGHT BEFORE THE MURDERS YOU SEATED WITH JAMAICAN JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY ATTEMPTING TO OBSTRUCT JUSTICE IN THE 1984 CHRISTMAS DAY ARSON THAT RESULTED IN 8 ELDERLY PERSONS DEATH GOD ONLY...

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Nightmare 8. To Lose the Gift of Feeling Heard

Is each person not poet when he spills his heart?
Has your verse lost its edge if it’s true no one listens,
Or does God mean that no one...

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My terror began decades ago as I’d witnessed the plotting plans of taking a building down meetings conversations of how dynamite hand grenades including golf balls with draino finally dust pans to pour gasoline underneath...

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OK

It’s ok to think I'm disabled, it’s not ok to ignore my atheism;
It’s ok to know I'm firstly an atheist, it’s not ok to assume this has always been obvious; 
It’s ok to understand that...

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Which are your points for living
if we all die into cold leaky stink or ash anyway?
What's the point of dying
if we could otherwise live continuously?

Heading down the river
on AAA rite of ritual passage.
Six years since...

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I have confronted family,
and acquaintances
at the edge of my familiars
to understand my hurt
when they economically
and politically
and socially
and monoculturally
StraightWhiteMale privileged support
RightWing LeftBrained
Patriarchal-Capitalism

Because my Kids of Color,
with physical and mental,
natural and spiritual challenges,
lack of LeftBrain full accessibility

And...

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Vets Know
                  by Odin Roark



Deployment
(Via Refrigerator Magnets)
 
Sweetheart

Should have told you

I’m sorry
I’ve buttered
the last piece
the heel
you never eat

Can...

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In times of a virus spreading its unruly truths I wonder why

	What matters most seems to be toilet paper

Loops and loops of the stuff and people care about their bum

Three ply of course because thin...

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The sixty-year reunion
of the class of '55
was quite a celebration
for the ones who had survived...

First came prissy Pomeroy-
then Milford, Meeks, and Moody
who like old crows, perched and cawed
at busty old Miss Trudy

While Trudy curled her...

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It takes guts to be in a wheelchair
Twelve years ago 
I got a job in the open labour market
My first day I ran away early
I had transport issues
I got a lift with another wheelchair man's...

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Think of the first world war
think of young Princip
his mud floor house 
with stones for walls

Poverty and shame
it was hard to make an existence
it was hard to make a life
the food that they were growing

Went...

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An infinite door of midnight blue;
glowing peephole that is the moon.
Dare I look before turned to dust?
Yes, dear friend, I surely must.

In the midst, a city of finest gold,
large as the earth; immense and bold.
Quoins...

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E Pluribus Unum ~  Out Of Many, One

[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United 
States, but the scope of this poem is intended to be of a more global...

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MID-SPRING

It is mid-May,
Mid the welcome of spring’s changes all
Over the norther hemisphere;
Amid still growing joy with strolls through
Parks and fields, admiring the all
   Of after Winter,

And here, still growing in our own ways,...

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Who in their right mind wants to hear jumbled words
tumbled turds baking in the desert sun
pay dirt run, that children gather for fuel
poor mule gets used from both ends.
Growth tends to be slow here.
Show fear...

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You were like the proud king lion,
Strong with thick main, 
No hair out of place deliberately.
Constantly parading by your pack; 
Commendation stood tall in there, 
No questions, phraseology or rubs, 
The podium harmonised plans, 
To...

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He cannot see the sun…although he feels it on his back…
He cannot see the stars or the moon…for his world is painted black.

She cannot listen to the nightingale sing…or hear footsteps on the ground…
She does...

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Visions


I glance at my watch and note that it is a little later then usual.  I have no schedule, but I know that she will be waiting and wondering where I am.  It's...

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Mo was run over by two vehicles, 
When he was four and in Tunisia, 
Which left him in a 6 month coma, 
And paralysed from waist down. 

He left hospital when he was six, 
And...

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Silenced, oppressed, tamed voices,
Tears of the innocents, amidst crisis
Genocides, massacres, fear of ISIS
Supposed friends of the masses, turned enemies

In the web of ignorance entangled
Deprived, cheated, manipulated, strangled
Betrayed by the ones we trusted the most
Became prey...

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Dad, why are those men carrying flags?
Because it's a parade 
To honor our country
Then the little boy asked, 
Were you an Army man?
Yes, I was. 
Now look straight ahead to the Flag son.
Why do the...

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“and remembering being born would be worse than dying”
in the house of life they failed to disclose
that you would only be partially welcome.
on the day the rain licked the windows
of the worst rooms in that...

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I hold three magic rocks, in my hand
Rolling them over and over and over
Leaving this reality behind, far behind…

The first rock led me to the garden of Eden
Where I witnessed the nature-studded wedding
Of the first...

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