Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Disabled Comments

Rating: 3.6
He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,


Rose Marie Juan-austin 11 February 2021
A wonderful poem. So poignant and deeply touching. Beautifully crafted.
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Cynthia Buhain-baello 13 September 2019
A very touching and deeply moving poem on soldiers and those who survive the wars but end up disabled. The last lines created an impact that left a strong message - truly a remarkable piece to read.
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Britte Ninad 08 July 2019
heart touching poem penned|||||
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fat WILL EAT U 04 February 2019
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oi blud 04 February 2019
i cant believe that people really exist called Bartholomew
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oi blud 04 February 2019
ill clob your head in bruv
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oi blud 04 February 2019
jack mcdonald is fat
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Bijoy Kumar Gogoi 18 December 2018
How the good times change by a slap of fate to a soldier. Useless hope remain at last in the eyes.
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Nicole Settimi 15 November 2018
'He thought he'd better join. - He wonders why. Someone had said he'd look a god in kilts, ' - Well, I have personal love for this line particularly because it reminds me of 1 of my all-time favorite singers. But aside from THAT, this is a strong penning. Enjoyed the last stanza especially.
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YOUR A NERD BRUV 10 March 2019
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Your Mom 04 June 2018
Im gaeeeeeeeeeeeee and so are you
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Justin cider fruits 29 March 2018
This is Benet mac Master Kilshaw
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Justin cider fruits 29 March 2018
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Justin cider 29 March 2018
Fucking great ????
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Justin Cider 29 March 2018
Fucking great
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A very sad poem! The life of a sportsman, sometimes suppressed due a cruel twist of fate. He is cheered as long as he plays the game. Once injured and confined to a wheel chair, life becomes dreary and cheerless.The pathos - is most effectively portrayed by the poet.
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Maria Gonzalez 08 August 2015
How sad....Beautifully crafted though.
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Ramesh T A 08 August 2015
This poem simply reminds one of the saying, survival of the fittest as far as any game like football!
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Paul Warren 15 June 2015
How we tell lies to have people do the things we want to do. What it is to be cast aside when for reasons you are now not whole -devastating and sad. But people move on - what was his name again - I can't remember but why should I care. Wilfred Owen is magnificent.
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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 09 September 2014
Wilfred Owen the great poet's wonderful creation of this poem and its narration of the wounded or differently able soldier and his thoughts, losses, gains, the opinion of others, his own life that suffering through the troubles undergone and so much things. Great thoughts and wonderful imaginations which I think the poet had observed in such close vicinity of a solider who is also an ordinary heart having such feelings. Great it is!
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