Hi folks, It is high time I shared a poem from my book ‘InVerse Medicine’. This one is about acquired disability and showcases how attitudinal and structural barriers can isolate the person and compound their struggle. This wasn’t always my normal. It isn’t normal for you either,but it is my permanent.It is here to stay…a… Continue reading
Author: Upreet Dhaliwal
There’s None so Unwise – #Poem
This poem was prompted by stories I’ve heard of paternalism in medicine where the lived experience of patients is often not accounted for during decision making. The decisions are, therefore, invariably lopsided and it’s no surprise that patients drop out or experience no benefit at all. The tattoo on your forearm…I see it – I… Continue reading
Perspectives: abilities and disabilites – #Poem
I’m currently engaged in changing the way we – me and others – view disabilities. This poem is an effort to change focus from what is different about others and to bring the spotlight on human attributes which are relatable and non-discriminating.
No Christmas for Old People – a poem
Merry Christmas to everyone!
May we find peace and contentment, tolerance and love.
Love everyone – even those who sometimes forget to love you back…
Gossamer memories – a poem
If there is one thing I would never wish on anyone, it’s this – cognitive decline and the loss of memory and judgment.
Not the happiest poem in the world…
I had promised that the next poem would be a joyous one, but there’s so much happening in the world that doesn’t make for happy words.
I hope to sit in my little garden tomorrow and be inspired to write about hope and beauty and courage and contentment. Until then, here’s today’s poem:
The littlest things remind me of you – a Poem
Grief is weakness and strength; an ending and a beginning; a shattering and an anchoring; it is a journey without a predeterminable destination.
Wishing everyone happiness and light and ending with a promise that the next post will be a joyous one…
Walled in, Left out – a Poem
There is a cost to every decision we make – there is gain, but also loss. How we find balance depends on factors that are different for all of us…
A Square Poem…or Two
Last week was the first I’d heard of the Square Poem or the Square Stanza. It is an utterly fascinating concept and [not-surprisingly] quite hard to pull off.
The trick is that the poem should read the same vertically down the page and horizontally across the page. Obviously then, and also to make it a true ‘square’, the number of words per line must equal the number of lines. This form is attributed to Lewis Carroll…
War: a #poem
Is it greed; insecurity; a hunger for power; hatred for humankind and for every living being? How is war ever an answer to anything? How can war answer the questions of food security, and health, and happiness, and shelter for all the creatures on this planet?