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Image Prompt: Invalido

Art Title: Invalido © Chicago Painter William K. Moore
Visit his blog to see additional artwork. And, his other blog HERE.
The artist lives in Chicago, Illinois, and specializes
in acrylic/watercolor.

Artwork used with permission from William Moore.

10 comments:

glorv1 said...

So because he is the way he is, he's considered invalid? How said that there are people who think this way. Is he homeless or is it because he is old and frail that he is considered an "Invalido." Very sad. Great painting by Moore.

Meandering Michael said...

The wizened man
he stared at me
and gave a toothish grin

I couldn't help
but pity him
the wretched state he's in

He looked down
Reached out his hand
and placed in mine some change

I didn't know
the reason why
and asked him to explain

"It must be hard,"
he said to me,
"I had it hard before

It's hard to walk
on just two legs
I much prefer my four."

He moved his hand
upon my back
with reassuring touches

Then shook my hand
and said to me,
"Go buy yourself some crutches."

James Parker said...

Absolutely true, Glorv. A physical handicap doesn't make a person an invalid. Michael's marvelous poem states it well...and I try to, too.

A SMILE ATOP THE CRUTCHES

I note the look on people's faces
When they see my props..my wooden braces.

I guess their mood of sympathy,
Is based on good intention
But the thing they didn't notice,
I should bring to their attention,

This smile you see upon these lips,
Comes from my joy inside.
My arms and eyes are with me still,
And in God's Grace I abide.

Stephen Dell'Aria said...

The rebirth of Philip Evergood. Excellent!!

poetryaboutart said...

(poem by Therese L. Broderick of Albany, NY,USA)


VALIDATION

Every March 14th, I clean off
my father's grave, spraying
water upon the brass plaque
embedded within the earth,
wiping away the winter's debris
of dried leaves and grass,
polishing with a surplus rag
the raised gold-plated letters
"TEC 4, U.S. Army, World War II."
Words validating that a man
once went into battle, came home,
raised daughters, was labeled
disabled. Here, now, worms
emerge from the layer of soil
surrounding this square, more able-
bodied than I to fully consume
the great waste of the world.

Cecile/DreamCreateRepeat said...

My dad was disabled for 30 years with Parkinson's before he died. We did not always have an easy relationship, but he was a person worth knowing. He was stung by the refusal of many people to look at him. I wrote this in his honor:

The Invalid

Do you see me?

Don’t look away,
Don’t turn your head.

My legs are bent and
My back is curved.
My path is slow and wobbly.

But my arms are strong,
My heart is warm and
My mind does not need pity.

I am here.

W. K. Moore said...

To all - the title is in Spanish not English. Your assignment is to look it up. Thanks for your support and kind words!

Renee said...

Hello darling.

Ken Flett, I love Ken.

xoxo

Every Photo Tells A Story said...

So glad you stopped by Bill to see all the writing inspired by your wonderful artwork!

And, thank you, Gloria, Michael,James,Stephen, Therese, Cecile,and Renee for visiting, commenting, and sharing your poems and writings. (Some of them very personal and touching.)

Tessa said...

Inspiring poetry to accompany the painful poignancy of the Invalido.

 

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