Poems About Disability by Top Critiquers
#disability
Wolves of Nuance
i wasn’t
always like this…
like this
*gestures vaguely*
i used to be
the helpful one
the one with all
the resources
i knew the
ins and outs
and all of the
secret trix
but now these
lessons i am
learning
teaching myself
come in colors
that i
never
knew existed
signs of
cPTSD
with a chronic
sleep disturbance
an eating
disorder and
substance use
to boot but
i can feel
myself
growing
growling back
...
always like this…
like this
*gestures vaguely*
i used to be
the helpful one
the one with all
the resources
i knew the
ins and outs
and all of the
secret trix
but now these
lessons i am
learning
teaching myself
come in colors
that i
never
knew existed
signs of
cPTSD
with a chronic
sleep disturbance
an eating
disorder and
substance use
to boot but
i can feel
myself
growing
growling back
...
#MentalHealth
#learning
#PTSD
#disability
#wisdom
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disabling the sky
what if
someone
disabled
the sky,
no more
morning sun,
no happy,
moving clouds,
no rainbows
stretching
out,
the blue
is gone,
there
is nothing,
but i
do not
have
to watch
the sameness
from my
disabled frame,
my mind
will bring
back
the sun,
the clouds,
the rainbows,
and the blue,
everything
will be
here again.
someone
disabled
the sky,
no more
morning sun,
no happy,
moving clouds,
no rainbows
stretching
out,
the blue
is gone,
there
is nothing,
but i
do not
have
to watch
the sameness
from my
disabled frame,
my mind
will bring
back
the sun,
the clouds,
the rainbows,
and the blue,
everything
will be
here again.
#learning
#acceptance
#healing
#disability
#determination
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Hee Haw!
Guns, gasoline, and their subsequent stink,
By bad aroma signal evil traits...
Loved only by hearts just as dark as ink
And thrice uncouth in their doltish debates
Where Texas Tea stains an aquifer,
As if an automobile could vote,
Not caring where the fracking cracks occur
When ethics are learned by religious rote.
Yes, somebody somewhere thinks it's okay
To fuck up the planet for a dollar
And object to anything in his way
Due to all the crude in his heinous choler...
But your thoughts may be as well disrupted
If your brain too...
By bad aroma signal evil traits...
Loved only by hearts just as dark as ink
And thrice uncouth in their doltish debates
Where Texas Tea stains an aquifer,
As if an automobile could vote,
Not caring where the fracking cracks occur
When ethics are learned by religious rote.
Yes, somebody somewhere thinks it's okay
To fuck up the planet for a dollar
And object to anything in his way
Due to all the crude in his heinous choler...
But your thoughts may be as well disrupted
If your brain too...
#illness
#MentalHealth
#disability
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Andrew Goes to Knotts
I heard Andrew went to Knotts Berry Farm
Saw pictures of him just the other day
Would he be able to ride the roller coasters?
You bet, nothing is going to get in his way
Never underestimate the little guy
I’ve never seen a place roar with great laughter
When one night I saw him ride a mechanical bull
Telling his dad and grandpa, faster, FASTER!
And now he’s out on his first great big outing
Bright smiles all around under the summer sun
And on the rides I bet there was a lot of shouting
Making delightful memories having so much...
Saw pictures of him just the other day
Would he be able to ride the roller coasters?
You bet, nothing is going to get in his way
Never underestimate the little guy
I’ve never seen a place roar with great laughter
When one night I saw him ride a mechanical bull
Telling his dad and grandpa, faster, FASTER!
And now he’s out on his first great big outing
Bright smiles all around under the summer sun
And on the rides I bet there was a lot of shouting
Making delightful memories having so much...
#uplifting
#disability
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Sexual Determination
#sex
#disability
#determination
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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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Your chariot awaits
#sexy
#disability
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tom{s}orrows
.........
i silently watch as raven shadows eclipse the sun clad day, stealing a fresh morning's every last ray from me.
the keeper to my grave of "used to be's" emerges, resurrecting lapsed times in my lamented mind
the residual of my soul and self cower amongst the crumbling walls of "once upon a time's"
wallpaper thin vulnerabilities; raw and exposed, pressed in the futile corners of unrelentless cold
upon my seat of briary...
i silently watch as raven shadows eclipse the sun clad day, stealing a fresh morning's every last ray from me.
the keeper to my grave of "used to be's" emerges, resurrecting lapsed times in my lamented mind
the residual of my soul and self cower amongst the crumbling walls of "once upon a time's"
wallpaper thin vulnerabilities; raw and exposed, pressed in the futile corners of unrelentless cold
upon my seat of briary...
#metaphor
#emptiness
#illness
#FeelingLost
#disability
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Other Than That, Missus Lincoln
I got to sleep
finally at 5 a.m.
forgot to turn off the phone
and case manager called at 9:55
about my protein order
which is months late bc
I or somebody forgot to--
no, they had left a msg
on my whatchacallit
voice mail
and I never answer
unknown numbers or voice mail
bc they always want money
and I am already tapped out,
giving to Katie Porter--who lost-- ...
finally at 5 a.m.
forgot to turn off the phone
and case manager called at 9:55
about my protein order
which is months late bc
I or somebody forgot to--
no, they had left a msg
on my whatchacallit
voice mail
and I never answer
unknown numbers or voice mail
bc they always want money
and I am already tapped out,
giving to Katie Porter--who lost-- ...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#PTSD #disability
#PTSD #disability
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How Absurd
Oh society
ignorant scum
let's gather round
come mock
us afflicted
few
satirical rocks
thrown at glass boxes
cynical jibes
at the peculiar soul
so misunderstood
autism oh bloody autism
villain of the horde
behold experts
with firm opinions held,
diagnosing with labels
judgments fervently in BOLD
claiming to understand
to comprehend
it knows no end.
this puzzle,
this riddle,
a sin in their eyes
rigid criteria rigid thought
failing...
ignorant scum
let's gather round
come mock
us afflicted
few
satirical rocks
thrown at glass boxes
cynical jibes
at the peculiar soul
so misunderstood
autism oh bloody autism
villain of the horde
behold experts
with firm opinions held,
diagnosing with labels
judgments fervently in BOLD
claiming to understand
to comprehend
it knows no end.
this puzzle,
this riddle,
a sin in their eyes
rigid criteria rigid thought
failing...
#anger
#disability
#Autism
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Returning to the Scene of the Crime
Returning to the Scene of the Crime
Again
And again
I lean
Over your body
Plucking
Each detail
As something
Revealed.
Returning
Again
To the scene
Of the crime,
Each
Morsel
A tidbit
Unsealed.
Each
Crevice
And shadow
A hidden awareness,
Each imprint
Of madness
An unholy
Sadness,
A thread
Once again
That's now
Healed.
Again
And again
I lean
Over your body
Plucking
Each detail
As something
Revealed.
Returning
Again
To the scene
Of the crime,
Each
Morsel
A tidbit
Unsealed.
Each
Crevice
And shadow
A hidden awareness,
Each imprint
Of madness
An unholy
Sadness,
A thread
Once again
That's now
Healed.
#anxiety
#disability
#vulnerability
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time for a drink
today I went to town without
my stick. it’s been a while since I’ve done that, but although
I panicked a bit, it felt good.
and yet I sat in the pub thinking f#*k, I’ve still got to walk back ..
my stick. it’s been a while since I’ve done that, but although
I panicked a bit, it felt good.
and yet I sat in the pub thinking f#*k, I’ve still got to walk back ..
#disability
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