Total Immobility

In Free Verse, Poetry, Rhymed Verse on June 9, 2011 at 8:33 PM

In the most painful way
You have broken my legs
And you have pushed me to the dirt
So the earth mixes in my wounds.

My knees are cut wide open
Infected and swollen
Yet you tell me to walk;
You yell at me and force me to walk.

I stumble and scrape my hands
I try to get up but I can’t.
But You still tell me to move on
Even though I’m stuck here.

I’m completely immobile
And my brokenness is total;
But You have made for me a path
You have shown my way to You.


My Day at the Hospital

In Poetry on June 9, 2011 at 11:22 AM

A slight limp
Discovered months ago
—to my surprise—
Given out and
Landed me in this bed,
This warm hospital bed.

People often talk of
The chilly white walls
And bone dry tones
Found in the
But I’ve found gregarious people here,
People that seem to care
And are here to take care of me.

I suppose all the
I suppose all the
And all the other things
May make this place seem cold
The people make me smile.
Or maybe that’s just these pills.

I should ask the nurse to get me more pills.


In Free Verse, Poetry on May 12, 2011 at 10:24 PM

Clasp metal links around my wrists
place the key into the slot
twist it–throw it away.

Nail the chains to a stone wall
fix my arms out-stretched, wide
fix my feet together;
I don’t want to die, to walk.

Hang me on a stone wall
and feed me only bread and water
leave me to myself, alone
leave me no distractions.

Fix my eyes and head foward
directed toward the sun
whose brightness stings my eyes;
I want to be blind.

Make my lasting and eternal last vision
the blinding whiteness of the sun;
have it purify my sight.
I want my sight to be pure.