Poems About Disability Seeking Honest Critique
#disability
Tell It To The Bees
When I was eight, a bee stung my face.
Tangled itself in my hair
saw me as an enemy
and shot hot venom into my skin.
My Mother ran to her screaming kid
as a moment of pure panic erupted
on Sunday’s lawn,
but the damage was done
my head throbbing, numb
where a bruise turned a vivid shade
of violet, as bold as my new fear
of small latching insects.
Fast forward thirty years
and I...
Tangled itself in my hair
saw me as an enemy
and shot hot venom into my skin.
My Mother ran to her screaming kid
as a moment of pure panic erupted
on Sunday’s lawn,
but the damage was done
my head throbbing, numb
where a bruise turned a vivid shade
of violet, as bold as my new fear
of small latching insects.
Fast forward thirty years
and I...
#illness
#bees
#disability
#StreamOfConsciousness
#fear
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HALFWAY THERE (II) (2nd longer revision of original poem; 1-29-1997, East jetty of Flagship Hotel Pier, Galveston, TX)
i took a trolly
down to the beach
at the end of it s line
walked out to
the end of a jetty
looked out over
this vast gulf of mexicos
seemingly endless horizon
and longingly
thought to myself
with a heavy inner sigh
of momentary hopeful relief
from what little s now left of me
here at this point
of my life s present
long challenging
ongoing journey
in all it s worn...
down to the beach
at the end of it s line
walked out to
the end of a jetty
looked out over
this vast gulf of mexicos
seemingly endless horizon
and longingly
thought to myself
with a heavy inner sigh
of momentary hopeful relief
from what little s now left of me
here at this point
of my life s present
long challenging
ongoing journey
in all it s worn...
#anxiety
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#disability
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HALF WAY THERE (I)-(original poem's draft) (East Flagship Hotel Pier Jetty, Galveston Island Texas; 1-29-1997)
i took a trolley
down to the beach
walked out to the end of a jetty
gazed out over the seemingly endless
vast wide open gulf s horizon
and thought to myself
halfway there
down to the beach
walked out to the end of a jetty
gazed out over the seemingly endless
vast wide open gulf s horizon
and thought to myself
halfway there
#anxiety
#depression
#illness
#MentalHealth
#disability
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The Ballad Of No-Man Pam
Let me start by saying
I liked her.
It was as simple as that.
There were billions of people in the world,
and I liked maybe five,
but she was one—
complex and undignified,
farted with meaning in her beat-up car,
as the fog rolled in
and you were never entirely sure
where menthol vape met air biscuit.
We swam once a week together,
poured ourselves into awkward Lycra
and willed each other towards water.
Shy of babysitters, her...
I liked her.
It was as simple as that.
There were billions of people in the world,
and I liked maybe five,
but she was one—
complex and undignified,
farted with meaning in her beat-up car,
as the fog rolled in
and you were never entirely sure
where menthol vape met air biscuit.
We swam once a week together,
poured ourselves into awkward Lycra
and willed each other towards water.
Shy of babysitters, her...
#motherhood
#friendship
#water
#disability
#Autism
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The Stutterer and the Blind Man
Mr. Walters is speaking to Mr. Forbes and he is stuttering.
Mr. Forbes is blind, so he depends on his hearing.
He cannot clearly hear what Mr. Walters is saying.
“Is someone talking to me?” Mr. Forbes asked.
“What is he speaking, Spanish or French?” He added.
Mr. Forbes is blind, so he depends on his hearing.
He cannot clearly hear what Mr. Walters is saying.
“Is someone talking to me?” Mr. Forbes asked.
“What is he speaking, Spanish or French?” He added.
#men
#funny
#disability
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A Crippled Depressive Left To Fester In Solitude
A Crippled Depressive Left to Fester In Solitude
The Mind Grows ripe
All of it goes in one ear and out the other
After all
There is nothing more interesting in passing the time
Than the notion itself
Especially when it's pace slows
And it's presence becomes all too noticeable
An uncanny burden is the mind which counts it's heart
As if it were an old clock
Desperate to shut it up
Irritant like the buzzing of a fly
Now is the time to drown out the world ...
The Mind Grows ripe
All of it goes in one ear and out the other
After all
There is nothing more interesting in passing the time
Than the notion itself
Especially when it's pace slows
And it's presence becomes all too noticeable
An uncanny burden is the mind which counts it's heart
As if it were an old clock
Desperate to shut it up
Irritant like the buzzing of a fly
Now is the time to drown out the world ...
#depression
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#freedom
#disability
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Impairment
there is
a lack of
comprehension
a
kind of
blindness
in the way
autism
is viewed
a lack of
comprehension
a
kind of
blindness
in the way
autism
is viewed
#TruthOfLife
#disability
#Autism
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Your chariot awaits
#sexy
#disability
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Thoughts of August
Looking out the window and staring at my thoughts as the teacher mumbles something about Mitochondria. Why can't I find a desk that does not have gum attached to the bottom of it?
As I try to concentrate on the teacher it hits me like a ton of bricks - we need milk at home. My teacher is now talking about the nucleus of the cell and it is not lost on me that this class feels like a different kind of cell.I think the board of education should introduce my xbox as part of the curriculum. i could probably pass that class with a solid B+.
As I try to concentrate on the teacher it hits me like a ton of bricks - we need milk at home. My teacher is now talking about the nucleus of the cell and it is not lost on me that this class feels like a different kind of cell.I think the board of education should introduce my xbox as part of the curriculum. i could probably pass that class with a solid B+.
#MentalHealth
#disability
#Autism #vulnerability
#Autism #vulnerability
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Flawed Beauty
Though my legs are paralyzed
I traveled the seven seas
On a quest in search for Atlantis
I climbed high mountains and
Roamed vast deserts to find my treasure
Accompanied by Peruvian shamans
I drank Ayahuasca
Supported by a wolf pack
I survived atomic winter.
I am a reader!
I had tea with fairies and plant devas
Talked to friendly beings in faraway galaxies
Embarked on adventurous journeys
On the back of my unicorn
I listened to the messages
The rustling autumn leaves
Whispered into my ear
I...
I traveled the seven seas
On a quest in search for Atlantis
I climbed high mountains and
Roamed vast deserts to find my treasure
Accompanied by Peruvian shamans
I drank Ayahuasca
Supported by a wolf pack
I survived atomic winter.
I am a reader!
I had tea with fairies and plant devas
Talked to friendly beings in faraway galaxies
Embarked on adventurous journeys
On the back of my unicorn
I listened to the messages
The rustling autumn leaves
Whispered into my ear
I...
#identity
#acceptance
#disability
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Unmoving
Stone form,
The cement set,
Trapped under its weight.
Wasted body,
Frozen in state.
Fiery core,
A raging torrent,
Wild in its passion.
Unbridled spirit,
Caged by fate.
Broken bonds,
A finger's twitch,
Electric in its potential.
Voice unheard,
Hushed by time.
Absolute stillness,
A certain grace,
Cruel in its finality.
Life abridged,
Stolen in prime.
The cement set,
Trapped under its weight.
Wasted body,
Frozen in state.
Fiery core,
A raging torrent,
Wild in its passion.
Unbridled spirit,
Caged by fate.
Broken bonds,
A finger's twitch,
Electric in its potential.
Voice unheard,
Hushed by time.
Absolute stillness,
A certain grace,
Cruel in its finality.
Life abridged,
Stolen in prime.
#death
#disability
#weakness
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The saviour my ventilator
A regular pattern of breaths keeping.
Me alive and healthy while also.
Constraining my speech. I.
Must obey this rhythm or.
Die. I've forgotten how it.
Used to be when I.
Could still breathe by myself.
It was so much simpler.
I didn't have to worry about.
Random tube disconnects.
And circuit malfunctions.
Now I can.
Never be alone.
Even with someone.
Next door with a baby.
Monitor I feel.
On edge. It's amazing.
I can still feel lonely with.
So many people around.
But I do...
Me alive and healthy while also.
Constraining my speech. I.
Must obey this rhythm or.
Die. I've forgotten how it.
Used to be when I.
Could still breathe by myself.
It was so much simpler.
I didn't have to worry about.
Random tube disconnects.
And circuit malfunctions.
Now I can.
Never be alone.
Even with someone.
Next door with a baby.
Monitor I feel.
On edge. It's amazing.
I can still feel lonely with.
So many people around.
But I do...
#anxiety
#disability
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