It was cold down there
where my leg once hung
I never talked to my limbs
now I hold long conversations
with something that is forever gone
We made memories
palled around as friends
we were a team you and I
well we were
I guess good things all have to end
Think about “Us”
If you could do it all over
would you run off
at the first sign of trouble
leave me without cover
I always thought
you’d stand and fight
misconceptions run in my family
you were more concerned
about being right
*** For all those who have suffered amputation it is not an easy thing you face. That part of you will never get better and your diligence is required everyday to prevent infection. I met a man at the hospital and he was one his third bout of losing more of his foot. He had a great attitude about it I might add but his feet I could tell had become his friends.
13 thoughts on “The Amputee #poetry”
I hope your voice listens to you, Leslie.
When you write symbolically you wonder what your voice might say Ranu
Really like this one, Leslie. The metaphor is haunting and speaks so much both to my past and present. Well done.
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Thanks for reblogging
Such thought in this, Moonie. _m
A theme that I had not considered…very interesting write.
Theere is so much symbolism just kind of pulled me into it
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MINE WASN’T THE WHOLE LEG (THANK GOD), BUT I HAVE SOME EMPATHY—HAVING LOST TWO TOES AND AM STILL RECOVERING!!!! IS IT MY TURN TO WRITE????
WE AMPUTEES APPRECIATE YOUR SENSITIVE PORTRAYAL!!!!
Hmm blessings to you – it is uphill all the way
Such a thoughtful tribute..! 🙂
Well penned.. ❤