Severity of disease
defines degree of marginalization
Who will enter the darkness;
rub shoulders with despair?
Disability is entrancing
but doesn’t invite engagement
We are mythical creatures,
those of us whom fate has chosen
Passage aborted, movement
encumbered, we fantasize
about normalcy –
to be forgiven, just a day
That we might shatter
our barricades, and bound
carefree into the ocean waves –
like the mermaids that we are.
(Image my own, aided by AI)
Felt your emotions in this poem!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome
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“Disability is entrancing / but doesn’t invite engagement” – This is such a good reminder, VJ to engage with others no matter the challenge.
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Yes! Thanks
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I was just thinking today how freeing the ocean is. Your words are poignant and revealing. We all need to be seen. (K)
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Thanks K. Just a basic human need, you’re right
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I was moved by this poem. Fantastic image, too.
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Thanks Liz!
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You’re welcome, VJ!
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Love the mermaid analogy! Wondering if you mean “those of us” instead of “those of use” in 4th stanza?
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Probably…thanks
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Floating when I must…
This is beautiful! 🙏
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Thank you
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Beautiful and sobering at the same time. You captured the sense of isolation that acquired disability can bring. Your big heart never ceases to amaze me, VJ. You capture complex feelings so very well. Hugs, hugs, hugs. 🥰
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Thank you so much! 🥰
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Such a beautiful poem full of heartfelt emotions
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Thank you
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You’re welcome ☺️
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My goodness, so relatable! I have tears.
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Aww. Hugs.
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🩵💗
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🥰🙏
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Wonderful poem, VJ! ❤
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Thank you!
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