Mind of, or: Matter

A ‘Wheelchair Angel Style’ poem

My foot
I stumbled
around upon
crutches, and
I forget
that experience.
Still, truth be told & painful though
that was, I was walking around
again only several weeks later.
Ultimately, those many days
increased my appreciation
of the daily struggles that my
friend Jessica must contend with
all the time with her muscular
disorder. She rides a scooter,
rather                                        than a
wheel chair,                                        which comes
with a big                                        battery...
But her                                        days are
full of                                        grating
challenges able-bodied folks don't know.

Wheelchair Angel Style?

  • A poem in 25 lines;
  • Syllabic, 2-2-3-4-3-2-1-3 5-8-8-8-10-8-8-8-8-8-8 4-4-6-4-4 10;
  • L20 thru L24 are split, to create the illusion of wheels.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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28 thoughts on “Mind of, or: Matter”

  1. This is so sad, David. Yes, there are so many who face greater challenges that are unimaginable for us. It only takes a slight trip or fall in life to have a taste of this. I wish Jessica well and salute her braveness. I love how your words form an image of tribute. Beautiful! 🙂

  2. Loved the retrospection in this poem. A concrete poem – but I’m wondering why the developers felt the need to specify this as a separate type. It is true that those wheelchair bound do face challenges that others rarely acknowledge….

  3. Split lines 20–24 also create the image of legs — in fact, to me the poem looks like a person, a bit bow-legged, and maybe standing on a skateboard. The line breaks work so well in this poem!

  4. Hi David, my wife’s name is also Jessica and she uses a motorized wheelchair to terrorize the neighbourhood, she is 72 years young and a force to contend with.

  5. That was nice. I was limited by a walker for about 5 months and I have a slight glimpse into little things such sidewalks, crosswalks,etc. That is so small compared to every day living like that. That is a very beautiful poem. Painful and true!

    1. Charley, Yeah… one of my best friends died very young (in her late twenties) due to a heart condition that she was born with, and while she was alive, she could only walk slowly because her body wasn’t receiving enough oxygen… she had limitations that most people had no concept of and never took the time to attempt to understand…


      1. Oh my gosh. I don’t think a lot of people are grateful for health. I remember when I was young and someone I worked with was in his fifties, and he got severely ill, and he said one of the most profound statements to me…more profound as I age….. he said he never realizes how he took for granted mobility and health. And how people brush him off like a nuisance. Or invisible. Yeah ….

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