The Left Hand of Driving

Driving Without Feet

My weakened legs led to a disastrous mistake.

A vacation from driving I had to take.

Searching and looking, I did finally see

A way to restore my mobility:

Now, one hand steers, the other for gas and brake.

What Did You Say? How Do I sound?

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APHASIA

Sometimes a word enters my mind,
But a path to my mouth it won’t find.
So, instead of, “Hello,” “Goodbye,” or, “Come here,”
A garbled mess is all that you’ll hear.
Aphasia is unkind.
-Josh Evitt (2019)

A Huge Hug

In keeping with my goal for the year, 

here is the next addition.

MS Hug

Once an affectionate squeeze,

It's now maligned by this disease.

The ribs are tight and breathing, a fight.

At times, I can barely manage a wheeze.

-Josh Evitt 2019

Annoying Signs

Lhermitte's Sign/Phenomenon

Lhermitte's sign was one of the first symptoms that confirmed MS.

Bending my neck to look at my feet

Always brings a sensation not quite so sweet.

Electricity runs from my neck to my toes,

Tingling my my spine as it goes.

Oh, the 'joys' of Lhermitte!

-Josh Evitt 2019

New Year, New Goal, New Plan

My Plan

     I am not going to make any illustriously complicated plans. This past year has taught me that I STILL need to set reasonable goals. So, here's my plan: one poem per week. It might be funny, sad, serious, or boring. As I've stated before, "After examining the works of many a'master, I am a tasteless poetaster." 

Here is January's first limerick.

My Handicapped Van

I drive a handicapped automobile,

For I love how it makes me feel

To drive here and there without any a care,

But finding a parking spot is my, “Achilles’ Heel.”

-Josh Evitt 2019