Quadriplegic Poems - Poems about Quadriplegic

...LAST YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL As I was finishing my senior year in high school I knew I wanted out. I wasn’t going to college. No desire or grades. I was 18 after all, almost 19 Everyone asked, “wha......

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...One day a nasty spider bit me, Numbing the entire right side of my body. Unknown at the time this lonely, Spider would infect my mind, body, and soul, Causing encephalitis. Paralyzing me to the ......

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...The ethereal glow only dims to get brighter The day only darkens to later get lighter The burden only shrinks to increase my strength Time only shortens to extend its length Sometimes we must b......

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...The day my life changed in one moment just one cursed moment, time betrayed An injury they said would now never heal a quadriplegic ,waist down you're dead. vibrant colors blurred into on......

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...I saw a man with the courage to live without legs or arms; he couldn't even crawl. Begging for coins folks aren't willing to give; he's plopped on the street like a broken doll. Hardene......

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...ENCOURAGEMENT TO A QUADRIPLEGIC FRIEND Though you can’t use legs to take you anywhere you wish to go, And you can’t use arms to reach for anyone who loves you so. Though the trauma of that morni......

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...Azure skies are today blue and I’m in need of old cabaret because I’m depressed and melancholic I’m afraid especially now that I’ve discovered I tend to fidget a lot; I’ll probably grab a drink......

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...voices get louder closer i hear the discussion they stop at the stair top will someone come down footfalls fade to quiet percussion i hear banter upstairs smiles and laughter sometimes they fi......

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...I was silently watching the two Mary’s sigh and cry, When the earthquake hit and I just wanted to cover, The ground nearly parted and there was no-one to chi, I hit the deck for stones from the......

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...FATHER TO SON... (APROPOS A QUADRIPLEGIC SON WHO LIVED AND DIED BEAUTIFULLY) In the stillness of your own you taught us the circadian rhythms of life and its meandering flow cascading life'......

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