Short Crippled Poems
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crutch for the unenlightened
Support system,
for the crippled mind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
In the beginning we are hatched
Then we're crumpled, somehow patched
Thus crippled, to the world dispatched
To live and die a life mismatched.
The wheel chair flew by like a gun
Which left me standing quite stunned
The crippled old goat
Grabbed my camo coat
He can hide but he sure cant run
Crippled by embarrassment,
Waves from past cover my shore,
Sorry my friend, you had your feet dirty from it.
I hanker, this doesn’t deter your steps.
Form:
wild prairie wolves howl
crippled this hunting season
moon clouds gathering
Longing
crippled heart
composure broken self
dark deep empty life
desire
Longing
loves desire
startled frozen pawn
raked by silent needs
dreams
I am only one person
capable of only doing so much
taken advantage of by many
made to do more
at the end of my life
crippled by pressure,
stress and poverty
The crippled pigeon
Who had the gift of love
Adopted three orphaned
Bunnies; sheltering
Them under her tiny wings
Love was in the air
With this tiny little dove
A sage river in a field of sand
So flows hope in a barren land
The crippled heart in prosthetic steel
Hacked and scarred, a vulture’s meal
She looks like death on a crippled spider
Hips like an elephant, maybe wider
My friends came over and saw
My ugly mother-in-law
Next time they come they want me to hide her
Your words
Dripping with venom
Your emotions
Crippled and diseased
Creating a toxic imbalance
I knew I had to leave
You were a walking virus.
(c)2023. Lenny Gazbowski
Just a Boy !
Just a Girl !
Crippled by Fear
Because ??
They like each other !
And now the Cat !
Has 2 Tongues
To Play With
Purr , Purr , Purr
Love CAt's
Crippled by the midst I feel as though I am tied
Living a life where I feel as though I’ve lied
Ashamed and hollow
While I sit and wallow
Weak and deprived I submit to the devil inside
Intangible.
It's all the rage!
What's a soul?
A pint or two.
Intangible!
So much to fear.
Abject refrain.
Ember rot.
Intangible?
So gather round.
Harshest whisper.
Crippled pyre.
Imprints
Expectance can be shattered by reality
But reality can be crippled by your steps
Be careful of the imprints that you leave
For they are the guidance of your childrens future
mothers hands were claws in the end
crippled from arthritis
in sixteen years I will be that age
I test my appendages daily
looking for signs
hoping they will have finger replacements by then
Pantheon of obtuse glorifications
Hallways confetti bile stymied soldiers smile
'Incomiiiiiiiiing!!!!'
Waves and waves of the nation's slaves
Wave your flag
The few
The proud
The crippled and the dead
Crippled thoughts
herded together,
fenced in,
anxious,
desperate to
bloom and die
like dammed tears.
Perhaps I could write
if not intimidated
by contours of ink
that might
disturb the pain.
Stagnant water,flush of toxin.Stay away you lethal dose.Crippled baby.Was it the
poison?Maybe.Who is to blame?Our child attorney,the money he claimed.Filter needed,enemy
defeated.We left this polluted place.
sometimes i drift into your realities
never felt at ease
time beckons from the dist
essence of beauty
taste of hope
inebriated on pain
crippled my fear
filled the empty with
nothing looking for last lasts
We’ve all been crippled
in different ways
To hobble or stumble
alone in our pain
No one is reprieved
as years take their toll
Till that day we return
one body — one soul
(1st Book Of Prayers: March, 2024)
I sit still, blankly looking into the screen
Forever crippled by the TV
Imagination, killed by people
the lovers, the followers, the religion
Suicide is a game
and its hunting season
So, I say "**** it"
Why not?
THE CRIPPLED
Walking toward foreshore
I saw the devil seated on a fence
Fishing
Next day I heard he got a thrashing
It was intense
Blood trickled from his core
He would fish no more
Baby and Mommy shark were out to score.
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Just imagine
Off course everything crippled in side
He is jealous of the guy
Now he has had it so hard
Look i don't want to be a soldier
Every Mama's fear
No i don't want to die
Never
Oh my love
Now how do you sleep oh yo know
Barbed volleys
Wound my heart.
Sieved and torn,
Crippled beyond repair.
I crawl,
Seeking condonation,
For what I know not,
Content with scars.
Would that they disappear
Without trace,
To start afresh;
But barbs suppurate!
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