Palsied Poems - Poems about Palsied

...The power to name is a trait of God. After making man, He named him Adam. The power to name, God shared it with man. God made the woman; Adam named her Eve. God made the creatures; Adam gave th......Read the rest...

...Future time traveler looks back one century ago The following poem tweaked courtesy original author who crafted literary endeavor some couple years ago. Now circa August 20th, 2122, or 193......Read the rest...

...Pomposity Arrogance and ego are hazards that lead us astray. Jealousy will tarnish your blessings when allowed to stay. Center your pain, adapt and overcome for relief. Passing judgement is dep......Read the rest...

...Your lover’s drawing straws without you, better bid farewell; he’d never time for rhyme or reason, so it’s just as well. Slip out the curtained window quick, the future winks and calls, ignoring p......Read the rest...

...Approaching winter... OK, maybe encroaching mid-winter of life's seasonal span with resonantly compelling grace, perhaps even transparent vulnerability, feels controversial, too laissez-fair......Read the rest...

...My oldest friend, and older, too, has a daily yoga practice of self-care, which I would healthier emulate. But, when I mentioned this as rich in comparison with my own brief leg stretches w......Read the rest...

...Apostate hearts and palsied hands Your earthly lives debase, You all, to your great Prophet (PBUH), are Bringers of deep disgrace; Those idol-breakers all have gone, You idolaters are, Abraham was......Read the rest...

...I've often wondered if my non-verbal cerebral palsied son dreams in colors and/or words he can hear clearly but cannot himself see or say, at least not clearly articulated. Yet any sounds an......Read the rest...

...The guitar pick necklace rested in the hollow of her mottled throat like a chandelier in an old house. A pair of fish net clad legs counted the seconds like a cellulite pocked metronome. Taking a dr......Read the rest...

...Last night I slept or tried to despite sharp elbows and knees and hopelessly dark intrusive shoulders In concerted effort to squash me into a round flat stanley gingerbread manface Squar......Read the rest...

...Those rarer men I once fondly knew... Many dead now... What remains of them they are so Few. Am I to die when numbered Amongst the......Read the rest...

...The Crumb The Grand Old Dame sat at the table With cream on the corner of her mouth From a donut she ate And a coffee in her shaking hand A white visor donned her head And red sprinkled with ......Read the rest...

...In a place faraway, your eyes hold a bejeweled, luminous sky, Each a sphere divine in which stars are birthed and swim. Envied are these heavenly dwellers for their place on high, Privileged are t......Read the rest...

...The Crumb The Grand Old Dame sat at the table With cream on the corner of her mouth From a donut she ate And a coffee in her shaking hand A white visor donned her head And red sprinkled with ......Read the rest...

...Sixties Secret Agent In black and orange inks some wag had stenciled, "no need for tests - for use on dinks". Gung-ho. Can-do. Make war, not love. You hit puberty, and find you're the big......Read the rest...