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Rebecca Engle

Do they color?

In the realm of whispers, where simple truths twist and turn
Resides the tale of crayons, damaged and yearned.
“They still bring color ” they say, with a glance
Those who have tried know its a flawed dance.

For crayons though vibrant and bold
Struggle, in hands that fail to hold.
The canvas awaits, vast and forgiving
Fragmented pieces make…read more

Love with pain

Why should I love myself? Let’s dive in with fun,
For I am unique, a rare edition, second to none.
Graduated with honors, a brain quite something,
But still manage to trip over my own two feet.

From University halls to the classrooms I’ve led,
I’ve learned quite a lot, not just what books have said.
Special Ed to core subjects, I’ve taught…read more

Rebecca Engle

Fear

Shaking in my toes
Here comes my biggest low.
Every-time good hits
Something comes to blow.
Think of the positive, keep a smile on your face they say.
I say I try to do it just that way.
Yet my path diverges, my tune has its own sway,
For at day’s end, my way may never echo your say.
Life’s rhythm and rhyme, a dance of contrast’s blend,
Highs and…read more

Rebecca Engle

Disabled

At 18 years old I was pushed down 150 stairs I lost part of my mobility from my waist down. Later I was chased out of a grocery story by the same guy due to my job.

As the dawn of adulthood arrived lifes journey began,
With dreams and aspirations the world embraced your plan.
Fate took a turn delivering a blow
Presenting challenges and a…read more

Rebecca Engle

What’s the answer

In the depths of secrecy a storm quietly gathers,
Challenges, with ovaries a struggle
Medications combat the cries of pain
Doubts creep in as time seems to wane.

The idea of having children feels distant
Anxiety builds with doctors delays persistent.
Once secure now ovaries face uncertaintys grasp
Decisions loom heavily making thoughts…read more

Rebecca Engle

Head shoulders knees and toes

In a world of toes and heels
There resides a villain, fibrous and real.
Plantar fibromatosis, a foe
Transforms my feet into a peculiar grind.

Nodules and bumps they sprout with delight,
Turning shoes, into foes that plot through the night.
Every step brings a wince and a frown,
Oh why must these growths be so renowned?

I tread with caution…read more

Rebecca Engle

Finish line

Over the course of three and a half years I’ve had quite a journey. Education and achievements have been, like a thrilling rodeo ride! Graduating at the 21 age made me feel like a little elf on a shelf but I soon realized that not everyone guiding me was genuinely supportive. They would offer advice like pulling rabbits out of hats. When it came…read more

Rebecca Engle

College

Within the corridors, where the echoes gradually fade
There lies a hidden torment silently made.
In the minds of those who strive and push
Exist battles that few truly recognize.

Amongst the books and academic commotion
Deep shadows lurk, a hush, in motion.
For college souls burdened and weary
Depressions hold becomes a cloak to…read more

Rebecca Engle

Color

In the halls of the classroom a professor addressed the gathering
“Color is the most important thing to see in your students.”
Yet within my heart an opposing perspective unfurled,
For I firmly believe in perceiving beyond whats seen.

“Not race but merit ” I softly whispered in response
As talents and dreams should soar limitlessly.
Each…read more

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