Category Archives: eyesight
Surrender
It’s the third day of NaPoWriMo! Surrender Age ten, I scampered through the woods balancing on fallen trees hopping stone to stone across the creek finding nightcrawlers and salamanders by 22, I climbed larger rocks to go behind a waterfall … Continue reading
What the Dog Will Do for Food (Day 20, 2018)
2/3 of the way through a NaPoWriMo. What the Dog Will Do for Food the dog stole an apple from an Amish woman and I, having no cash, became an accesory to the crime. the apple seller threatened to call … Continue reading
Wouldn’t It Be Nice (Day 8, 2018)
Day 8 of National Poetry Writing Month. Wouldn’t It Be Nice Brian once said he’d give me one of his eyes if it would improve my sight and I’m almost glad the technology isn’t there yet because he’d text me … Continue reading
Blind Bop (Day 11, 2017)
Today’s prompt for NaPoWriMo involves bop poetry, a very specific form that seems to update sonnets for the Beat Generation. This is not my usual style, but what the hell? Blind Bop My eyes leak vision the way old color TVs put … Continue reading
A Message from Your Blind Friends and Neighbors (Day 11, 2016)
Day 11 of National Poetry Writing Month! A Message from Your Blind Friends and Neighbors Blind people never tire of your questions about their disability. Please don’t feel that you’re imposing when you ask a stranger what caused his impairment or … Continue reading
If You’ll Be My Bodyguard… (Day 10)
Paris is beautiful. Look at the picture above, taken at Les Invalides, a monument to French military men erected by King Louis XIV. Gorgeous, isn’t it? And here’s the view from the top of the Arc de Triomphe: … Continue reading
Grey Day (Day 4)
“Where are the Americans in the crowd…? If you had paid your taxes, all this would be yours!” The Beefeater guards at the Tower of London are a lot more fun than the silent, unsmiling men at Buckingham Palace. … Continue reading
Blind Ambition (Day 19)
(Day 19 of National Poetry Writing Month.) I killed them accidentally all the flowers pulled like weeds I thought they were and I ripped the live branches off of your favorite bush in an effort to prune it and I raked … Continue reading
The Bright Side of Darkness (Day 5)
(Today is Day 5 of National Poetry Writing Month.) When the blackout shades are finally drawn and I live in perpetual darkness I won’t have my eyes dilated or poked with a blue light and all the co-pays I won’t need … Continue reading
What Might Have Been
In high school they gave us a test to determine which careers would best match our skills and dreams and personalities. There were dozens of questions about interests and hobbies and work ethic and attention to detail, answered in blackened … Continue reading
...said the blind man... 