Motion in Words

Motion in Words

I am afriad of silent moments...moments without motion

I am not the strong silent type, infact I am quite the opposite.

I am loud and I am proud.

I have seen words that speak volumes and had messages laid out in plane space in front of me!

Volume is not measured by sound in my world.

It is measured by what the message means.

I have used motion to speak for as long as I have known. 

As my parents before me had...

Expression adds depth and speed adds purpose. 

At seven this stopped and volume went back to being about decibels.

I had fury in my eyes and in my voice but, language was a monolith.

I had no visual depth.

I made a return to a symbiotic relationship betwixt my languages,

In doing so I learned, I learned so MUCH!

With words to express... NO!

With motion to express...

With vast access to language to express myself; my face came to be my grammar, my voice drummed up from my heart and out...

...my mouth and my hands!

I had found it!

With this new knowledge I began a new journey.

 

I found and fought for my label...

 

I am a CODA...

I have a deaf parent

And I speak ASL

I live in two worlds... 

and fury in my hands with quick motion spreads my opinions.

In one I am free and no one can limit me for they have to hear what I can say.

Statistically everyone is happy and therefore I am happy.

 

But...

 

STOP!

In my other world without sound and only volume...

People are deprived of their language!

People are forced into devices (that may kill any residual hearing)!

And only one p-e-r-c-e-n-t of deaf girls globally are literate!

 

STOP!

Hearing devices are not bad...

Deaf who speak are not rare...

But! Equality is!

 

I have fury in my heart and in my hands.

I am quick witted and silver tounged...

My fingers weave stories and my words are eloquent.

With these skills and my worlds...

With my metaphorical and physical volume...

One will become onehundered!

 

With visual weaving I have found my goal and my drive.

 

ASL will not die after only two centuries...

 

Communicate however you know and love every second of it!

 

....Motion....

Words

Fury

Action

Words are motion and motion is words

Words are action....

and to take action requires...

fury.

Fury is not bad it is simply drive.

I will use my volume and my fury to educate...

For a moment is never frozen you simply have to act!

 

Thank you for my new world of discovery and providing me with drive,

 

Hand from chin out...

I raise my pinky pointer and thumb...

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

Comments

MackieRose

I am a CODA and have always fought for the respect of the hearing for the deaf. My 'mentor' is this language as it has taught me to fight and to learn.

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