Short Crutches Poems

Your twice broken leg
recites modern poetry
alongside crutches...

Read More

crutches compel my
Divine woman to think first
then to take a step...

Read More

Wooden crutches break
When you decide on running
Remember your leg...

Read More

Despair the crutches
you forget that three legs give
the finest timber...

Read More

Hoping or hopping?
Both command your faith but one
is cured by crutches...

Read More

You seem stoical
Photographed without crutches
You know something's wrong...

Read More

Stilettos must wait.
Why rush past casts and crutches?
You are loveliness....

Read More

I hear your crutches.
They say you are filled with joy.
I envy your drive....

Read More

My toes "taste so good"?
Careful with my casted leg!
Crutches keep me safe....

Read More

When life hands you casts
keep your crutches near and your
Dearest by your side...

Read More

A man on crutches in camouflage
Stole my wallet while in my garage
“You can hide but can't run
Coz you'll fall on your bum
End up in jail with a backend barrage”...

Read More

And we laugh like jellybeans
When our song-name isn't heard
Stamping feet and brothers in crutches
We no longer remember being out of sadness

The diamonds of joy and rising union
Are found here...

Read More

Chimney is blocked

Reindeer in limbo

Santa is shocked


Angels tuned out

Jesus on crutches

Crying out loud


Dice already cast

Cross nails await

Fake news unsurpassed



18th December 2019...

Read More

To the man on crutches in camouflage eating a bun
You stole my wallet... you can HIDE, but you can't RUN
Isn't that a bit insensitive
That's the general consenses
All's fair in love and gibberage when you weight a ton...

Read More

outside my dark windows 
in sickly yellow streetlights 
I see walkers with small support wheels 
and halting wheelchairs 
fight their way across the pedestrian 

but here 
with only the standby light from the stereo 
I see clearly my crutches dance 
in the hallway...

Read More

Prosthetic language can never fix 
  a Poems broken joints

Only inspiration can set
  the break for sure

Crutches and canes to prop up verse
  severely disappoint

Perception falling on its face
  —a crippled lost poseur

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)...

Read More

Crippled by your words
I made crutches to carry me
Through the following days

Stronger than before
Weaker than I feel
I cannot carry myself

Misguided by thoughts
I selfishly crawl to hide
On my hands and knees

Flesh shredded
Bones shattered
I rest, I sleep, forever...

Read More

As I drove through grief from a third death in a month
It felt like a tornado, that would not stop
Then I saw a man on the side of the road
He had crutches and only one leg
The gratitude for my legs merged with sadness
Remember, it could always be worse!

Heidi Sands

4/4/22...

Read More

Similar to a leg ripped loose
you learn to hobble on crutches
but like a phantom limb
the amputation still throbs
long after the wound has closed

Those few precious seconds
between sleeping and waking
you are as you once were
then the awful will of God dawns
then it’s oh yeah, my leg is gone…...

Read More

Tomorrow night we’re learning to dance
Hope it leads to a little more romance
I will wear high heels and a flowery dress
My hubby will be happy I must confess
He will twirl me round as my waist he clutches
I’ve pre-warned the teacher bring two pairs of crutches!

Jan Allison
11th June 2014...

Read More

When bread
is this good
a morsel

will suffice
and when wine
is this good

a sip is enough
for the wraiths
and specters

coming toward 
the altar now
on crutches

walkers
in wheel chairs
celebrating  

the last Easter 
some of them 
will know 

as they await  
a resurrection
of their own.

 
Donal Mahoney...

Read More

What if the Universe has always been here,
  defeating the concept of time

Never beginning and never to end,
  whose story you cannot define

What if the future, present, and past,
  are just crutches for the weakness we share

What if the answers lie beyond logic,
   inside us—our essence to bear

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)...

Read More

Distance that breeds love
Chasm beginning to envelop darkness
Concern that leaves a void
Of the broken bridges
And the pride in hate
I am humbled to walk the path again


Hate that leaves me breathless
Anger! Misplace righteousness
Cynicism, my guardian angel
Of the all knowing scorn
And the crutches of disdain
I am glad to walk free again...

Read More

Outraged film
and dirt life.
The descent was complete.

A shadow under the moon
walks past the lake,
comes out of the body.

Every dream
leaves an imprint on the glass.
Will never drink the moonlight again.

The blank surrender
alongside crutches
loses the tolerance of question marks.

Like my fear
enveloping you in blazing sun
for a candle. 



Satish Verma...

Read More

LIFE’S  IRONIES


Driving an automatic but still wondering where the clutch is
Wanting to dance  but being unable to find your crutches

Understanding Shakespeare but still not stifling a yawn
Realising who was important in life after  they’re gone

Having cash  to pay the heating bill when you’re  not cold
Knowing how to but not being able to when you’re  old...

Read More