I. Crutches
Don't twirl my crutches
they are not plane propellers
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In my previous comment, I had not mentioned anything about the second part of your poem. It is indeed humorous. You like others to sign on your cast. But the hard knocks to test the firmness of the cast could be painful, as a hearty and warm shakehand with a person whose hand is injured!
Thank you, Valsa. And I can't imagine the pain of shaking hands when one has an injured or broken hand. A firm handshake might, I suspect induce tears or fainting. Strange thing about limbs- you may never notice or realize they accidentally bump into things 40-50 times a day, until/unless you find them injured. Thanks again.
People can be insensitive without really realizing it. I'm betting disabled persons experience more than their fair share of such uncomfortable situations. It's awesome that your temporary disability enabled you to relate to a whole new spectrum of people. And hopefully this poem will help someone, you never know who you may have touched. Wonderfully penned~.
i enjoyed both very much! ! ! some good advice to ignorant and/or non-thinking 'friends' et al! ! ! to MyPoemList. bri :) :) break a leg with your next write! ! heh heh
You made me feel very warm with these words and the notes also....you know disabled persons are only disabled in term of what people can see, in normal people we couldnt see their disabled personality...in you i found such a big courage..God not make things and person not to be something to laugh or fun at, He creates each of us with personal strength...dear Mj, thanks for remind us about all of these..you are wonderful and poems are too :)
M.J., one of the world's greatest inspirational speakers has no arms and no legs. In spite of this, he has climbed some pretty high mountains. He starts off his seminars by telling the audience not to pity him; that he is happier than possibly most people. Now, if only I could remember his name.
Richard, YES! I think you are thinking of someone from Australia. His name is either Alex or Nicholas Vujicic (I think I'm close) . Great reminder, Richard.
To a disabled person, even a pair of crutches is like a pair of wings without which he should have slumped in a bed. Thanks to the crutches.... for him mobility is possible. On the other hand, to a person physically fit, a pair of crutches may be a symbol of handicap! I can so well relate to this write as I experienced the rock like hardness of the plaster when my broken hand was in the cast! All around us there are broken people- both physically and mentally and this poem is spot on!
Thank you, Valsa. And indeed yes....I was a thinking that some of the most broken among us are those who believe they have no issues. Sorry to hear about your hand; I hope all is well.
They are not plane propellers and they won't make you fly but sometimes they help in soaring. Signing with nice words adding cast of goodness is definitely wise. An amazing poem is brilliantly penned and shared...10
sadness... a world in a drop of ink in a pen in the hands of a creative writer, a pen.. propeller! ! I don't know how to relate these tools with electronic media.. pen and ink. Broken people, broken players still in a semi ruthless game. beautiful to read dear
Muhammad, thank you so very much. And thank you for that particular insight- -sadness, brutality. And they may exist such some involved are unaware of their presence.
nice expression, I loved the way you presented your theme, thanks for sharing.
So nicely put.....5 stars dear poet! !
Thank you, Dillip.