Disability poetry
Oct. 23rd, 2002 12:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ferineI found some poetry that speaks to me at a wonderful site: expage.com/page/crippoems
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"ESSENCE"
I am a caged bird, trapped inside an ever decreasing world,. This cage was built around me, as I napped, unaware of the building strength of The Enemy Within. I cannot run, can barely breathe within the confines of this cage.
So many of life's joys, those things I want, I need, I desire, just out of reach, so painfully out of reach. All those needs, those phantom pleasures, ever present, like a useless amputated limb, still screaming....."Feel me! I am here!"
I will not turn away from that part of me which is my center, my spirit, my soul, (my Essence). And for that reason, will remain in control....even in the face of cages built of human frailty, and the Enemy Within.
So, my Essence runs free among the pines of deepest forests, and lingers along the banks of a dashing creek. It rises on the wings of a dove and flies with hope, and soars with love, assuring that though I lose some ground, my spirit will not waver.
My body bears shackles, but my mind grows stronger and roams free. I can deal with the losses, I can roll with the flow, and I can laugh, For I know my formidable foe, the Enemy Within, will never touch my soul or my spirit.........My Essence is mine.
Brenda Duggins Hoilman: August 1998
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"My Dream" by Sam Stickland
When I was young I didn't dream of one day owning a plane. I didn't dream of being an astronaut, and I didn't dream of being a princess. I dreamt of being successful in what I did, falling in love and being loved. But although I never dreamt that I would be able to walk and run, like a 'normal' person. That's what I expected!
I didn't dream of the day that I would be unable to walk and run. And I certainly didn't dream of the new life that it would lead to. I still dream of being successful, to fall in love and to be loved. But I also dream of the day that I will be able to get up, washed and dressed on my own. To go about my business, without the physical help of others.
Nearly all of mankind does what I dream of doing everyday, without a thought to how great it is. They are unaware of the dream, my dream, which they live.
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"ESSENCE"
I am a caged bird, trapped inside an ever decreasing world,. This cage was built around me, as I napped, unaware of the building strength of The Enemy Within. I cannot run, can barely breathe within the confines of this cage.
So many of life's joys, those things I want, I need, I desire, just out of reach, so painfully out of reach. All those needs, those phantom pleasures, ever present, like a useless amputated limb, still screaming....."Feel me! I am here!"
I will not turn away from that part of me which is my center, my spirit, my soul, (my Essence). And for that reason, will remain in control....even in the face of cages built of human frailty, and the Enemy Within.
So, my Essence runs free among the pines of deepest forests, and lingers along the banks of a dashing creek. It rises on the wings of a dove and flies with hope, and soars with love, assuring that though I lose some ground, my spirit will not waver.
My body bears shackles, but my mind grows stronger and roams free. I can deal with the losses, I can roll with the flow, and I can laugh, For I know my formidable foe, the Enemy Within, will never touch my soul or my spirit.........My Essence is mine.
Brenda Duggins Hoilman: August 1998
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"My Dream" by Sam Stickland
When I was young I didn't dream of one day owning a plane. I didn't dream of being an astronaut, and I didn't dream of being a princess. I dreamt of being successful in what I did, falling in love and being loved. But although I never dreamt that I would be able to walk and run, like a 'normal' person. That's what I expected!
I didn't dream of the day that I would be unable to walk and run. And I certainly didn't dream of the new life that it would lead to. I still dream of being successful, to fall in love and to be loved. But I also dream of the day that I will be able to get up, washed and dressed on my own. To go about my business, without the physical help of others.
Nearly all of mankind does what I dream of doing everyday, without a thought to how great it is. They are unaware of the dream, my dream, which they live.
