Short Handicapped Poems
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Christy Brown have you heard of he
one of 23 children ,he was to be
Severely handicapped was his calling
yet his poetics made others sing
she stands assisted by her walker,
last in line at the Salvation Army, for others,
a way age allows her to help virile legs
handicapped by foolish pride.
13 February 2010
The Handicapped
By: Noel N. Villarosa
Senryu poem
The handicapped,
unable, at a disadvantage
emerged as winner and versatile leader
Handicapped access and Six Flags is an oximoron
Overheard in the exit line of the mine train ride:
Four year old girl states "That ride made my tummy very angry!!"
beaming flowers of red
and magenta emancipating
trees breaking branches
handicapped yellow dog
ruminating cows urinating
healing potion in the
land of the ruined temples
Form:
Hephaestus
Hephaestus, god of fire,
had legendary skills.
Handicapped, and yet still
hailed as a smithing god,
his metalworking skills
helped him fashion weapons
hammered out for the gods.
(Pleiades)
3/02/2022
Emotionally handicapped,
This man is but a child,
He speaks half truths of pure delusion,
When sentiment arrives,
Emotionally handicapped,
Nothing's truly sincere,
The shallow love he shows for you,
Is nothing deep or dear
Are you saddened, Earth?
In our quest for "World Peace" game,
We have scored our points-
We see, hear, feel, and digest;
Yet- blind, deaf, numb, starved- we lose.
July 6, 2020
Contest: Strand Completely New (6)
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Her face turned, the lips smiled
Her eyes closed, and also cried
Tears of joy but not sorrow
They are sure to flow....
It was her first received proposal
A true man who was made to fall
For her love and not of her hands'
That were not proper making her handicapped
Golden Bubble
The handicapped and orally challenged
Must not be disdained or estranged
Although they cannot reverse the mute
At least, they can blow aloud the flute!
Disability is not inability, so they say.
God listens more when the mute pray!
18th Aug' 2013
Recalling Instances, Not Days
Written: by Tom Wright
8-30-2019
Time has handicapped my retention,
And entire days can’t be recalled.
But particular instances inside those days;
Still clamor for immediate attention,
From my past where they lie sprawled.
Drivin' down the road
Slingin' a banana peel
It will rot it surely will
There's a park'n at stores
Handicapped spaces galore
No one will notice I'm sure
Now at Wally World
In the park'n lot
I'll not put my cart in that spot
Rebellious attitudes
Are totally Rat-I-Tude
Form:
slow slime
nothing like before
Unto you un-glue
this ugly face.
While I wait
for resurrection
I may even
pierce my own hands
Churches wither
and I make pavement
Void of answers
is my speech impediment.
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Members of Minority Groups
Discrimination applies to members of minority groups;
Should apply to handicapped and someone who stoops;
Indians here first,
And by us cursed;
Maybe poor postured President with eye lids that droop.
Jim Horn
You can take my place at Whte House any time.
Humm, I have feet but I can't stand on the ground;
I have ears but I can't hear the sounds;
I'm not handicapped I'm handy whole;
I'm perfect in my soul;
I have eyes but I can't see;
it must be something hanging over me;
5/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Man are expected to be born
Strong and healthy
But now he is somewhat handicapped in crisis
Blind to the logics
Deaf to the truths
Helpless to the salvations
When he faces a giant of danger in future
He may not be as lucky as
Jack in "Jack And The Beanstalk"
Outwitting the giant and cruelty
In this world
Iam Hungry...Thirst is uncontrollable
It nearly kills me,Cries a poor one..
A dirty wasteland that is his home
but its a heaven for him,His mom
sick in the bed,He is handicapped.
Worms are eating his skinny body,NOBODY to help him!
He is helpless...he want to live
But waiting for death,Help him god i pray to you....
The time has come for you to leave me alone, you have picked at me, ridiculed
me, and put me down. Now that you have satisfied your primeval need to cause
pain, give your tongue and my heart a rest. I cannot help that I don't look like you,
nor would I want to. I am my own person, in my own right, to be slow, deformed,
ugly, handicapped, ordinary and .......feeling.
Form:
animal research...
understanding...empathy...
communication...
and man's languages...
victorian...biblical...
(not of nature's realm)...
human dialects...
their ideas...notions...dreams...
imagination...
just speeches...rules...
stories...scripts...scrolls...books and laws...
made to fit mankind...
language short changes...
and darwin was handicapped...
man's inferior
stan sand
This is the best part
To say what is on my mind
I’m suffocated with toxic
A lavish smoke that makes me grind
Intoxicating works
Routines and foolishness
I can’t stand on my feet
Like a handicapped old man
Potion and pills
Mix them together
I don’t see solution
This blatant aggression.
This deep feeling in me
Can’t be scientifically solved
I just want to be drowned
In a hot boiling water
As the storm brews in the tenacious sky
One can only dream
When will the sun arrive?
Handicapped from planned pursuits
The chain from the shadows lurks
Wrapping around your being, all actions made mute
Sun, Savior, Liberator
When will you finally release these cuffs of confinement?
*I decided to write this one due to how Central Florida was stricken with a tornado warning yesterday. Sometimes, boredom is a good thing!:)
-M&M
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Cruel God’s crooked clasp,
Is worse than the sting of a wasp,
Genius, healthy, wealthy man,
Becomes an orphan and forlorn!
Childhood innocent,
Youth fragrant,
Tranquil prime,
Become a weird dream!
Defies God’s clout,
Becomes fear-less ‘n’ stout,
Undertakes an uphill task,
And reaches the mountaintop!
Handicapped albeit,
Dares God’s verdict,
Proves the worth by his action,
He is worthy of admiration!!
Form:
One smalll thought
About this life....and who runs it:
It would seem to me that
The moral test of any government
Is how it treats those who are in the Dawn of Life:
Their c'hildren...
How it treats those who are in the Twilight of Life:
Their Elderly.....
And how it treats those who are in the Shadows of Life:
Their Sick
Their Needy
Their Disabled
And Their Handicapped......
How are WE doing
So far......
Yeah,
I thought so.....
We're mailing Purim cards w Latino Food stamps, hence this poem will accompany:
Purim Amp Stamp!
Note the Stamps?
"Not chosen, Just Hurled"?,
Au contraire, They're Lamps,
Hot Tamales Unfurled,
Latino Spirit, Un-cramped,
Eruv Cha-Chas Whirled,
Courtesy, the House of Ramps,
Marano Purim: A Hidden World,
Andale! Andale! Ay Caramba Amps!
Freilichin Purim!!!
(Note: I'm handicapped, hence "The House of Ramps")
He sees the world differently to me
And he can’t be what he wants to be
But he faces everyday in his own way
I worry about him and where he’ll stay
You see, he is handicapped
And needs some help not to be entrapped
In things that to him seem alright
May come back on him and bite
When the time has come for me
For death to be the thing I see
What will happen in this cruel world
Will he be happy in his future meld
© Paul Warren Poetry