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The Swan Dive: A Collection of Poems
Basal
Going through the air
At least wearing a helmet,
No parachute which was much needed and
Going, going, GONE
Life is so precious to roll the dice on
In a coma for a long time
And stuck in a dream that was thought to be real life.
Life
Life is not easy so get used to it
Hours upon hours of therapy and counseling
Life turned upside down in the blink of an eye
God has other plans for me in this life
I was on top
But now I've been knocked off my tower and having to start over
Shocking everyone in time with my recovery
Actions coming back slowly one at a time
Too slow for my patience to stand
But I wait for a fantastic woman to come into my life to help carry on my name
Emanuel. God With Us
Me being the fifth isn’t enough
I want to live to be one hundred to see my name continue on.
And to help others who have been through rough times as well.
The Swan Dive
He was doing swell
New motorcycle, no more school, and nice weather
Fair enough rider, but not the best with the clutch.
One nice day they went to town,
And on the way back, he lost control.
And the dive began, 50 feet from top to bottom
All that way he fell with nothing broken but a simple brain connection.
Now he lives everyday recovering slowly but surely.
Every single day there was a struggle in some way,
But he waits for the day everything is back to normal.
The Rim
Since the 5th grade I loved basketball
Favorite sport since I could shoot the ball
Even though I am short I dreamed of dunking the ball.
From then on I practiced being able to jump high enough
Then the summer after 7th grade I was able to finally touch the backboard
So I continued jumping and jumping, over and over, to get stronger
Then finally after my Junior year of high school I hit the point of enough muscle,
Where I could run to the basket and at only 5’6” jump to fly into the air and grab the rim.
Spring Up
Once in the Spring when my hops were great,
I got onto a high jump mat and decided to try to flip like I had seen people do.
So I said “to heck with it” and tried to do a backflip
It took a few fails of landing on my face before I could finally land a flip clean
After I got brave enough to try it on the ground people were watching me,
I went for it and my first attempt was a success.
Yamaha
Young & reckless
Always looking for new obstacles
Must be dominating my positions
A nice bike
Hot summer day
A New chapter of life begins
Impatient
I am unable to be patient
More likely to do something else
Poor at waiting
Awful at having patience altogether
Time is of the essence
Impossible to keep waiting for too long
End of the time
No more patience left
No way to stay waiting for a long time
Too stubborn to wait any longer
Transition
Testing the limits every day
Racing to get back to full function
Always frustrated to the max within therapy
Nothing getting better fast enough
So much better than when he first woke up
Inspiring others on so many levels with his recovery
Training muscles to wake up again
In order to have function back
Onto greater things with his second chance at life
Nine lives like a cat
Hospital
Hope and prayers onto the young man
Only suffering when watching the sports he should’ve been playing
Surgery went well thank goodness thanks to god
Perfectly revived from his tall dive to the Earth
Invincible to death at this point
Therapy helps him get better
All actions were not the best either side of the accident
Learning to be a better person closer to the God who saved me
Future
Flew threw the air
Unbelievable work from god by saving him
Too unreal to not believe it wasn’t god’s work
Unspeakable magic put over him to keep him alive and allow him to prosper
Resurrection to the point he can strive to get back to normal
Enough grace put on him he can live on to help others and live a full life
Therapy
Too many hours for a year in recovery
Helpful but aggravating
Easily ticked off with tasks i could do and now cannot
Really quick to get to being pissed
Always struggling with controlling my anger
Pushed down from my pedestal of being amazing in the town
Yielding to being like all others in the aspects of life
He Who Loves Sports
He, who loves sports
Jack followed Emanuel
He thought this ride would make him happy but he was mistaken,
They all soon realized it was a bad idea.
Everybody was threatened with his life.
Jack thought he could have the joy of riding.
Each member was nearly shocked with the near death of Jack
Yamaha
Jack a bird.
Jack
Flying into a dive.
All to chase joy.
Handicapped.
Change
This man was so high up on a pedestal
World at his fingertips
Then god made him like everyone else
The man flew like a bird and came down hard
He now has disabilities
Went from doing flips with ease to struggling with walking
Now he realizes life isn’t fair and you really need to work at it for it to be nice
Could land a backflip with ease but barely survived the flight he went on
Life wasn’t easy and now it was very clear that it was very difficult
First Day
It was a nice sunny day
Which would be the day of his first bike ride
All was going well until he went to get on the interstate to go home the left turn on the overpass had him lose control and fly off
He did a swan dive off the fifty foot pass
Not supposed to remember anything or even live through the night
This guy defied all odds and survived and slowly but surely began to function like he used to be able to

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The Swan Dive:
A Collection of Poems
My name is Emanuel (Trip). I am a 19 year-old handicapped man. The reason I do not look handicapped is because the damage is only been done to my brain. I will tell you that story later. I was born in Billings, Montana on August 5, 1999. After a little while, my family moved to a town near Houston, Texas. Once I finished my first half of third grade, I moved back to Billings. I went to school until I finished the 7th grade. Then, we moved to Grand Junction, Colorado. My sophomore year our house literally went up in flames. Then, we moved to the small town of Red Lodge, Montana. I have been here ever since.
With moving so much, of course, we had fun on the side. We had a boat, and my Dad loved motorcycles so we had those as well. I did have a tough life, but I did not let it stop me. For example, when living in Texas, we lived through Hurricane Ike, which was as you can imagine not easy.The next disaster we lived through was a house fire in Colorado. The fire moved my family to Red Lodge Montana my sophomore year. The summer after my junior year, my grandfather bought me a Yamaha 650 motorcycle. He gave it to me sometime in May. On June 19th, I got my learner's permit for riding it, and on the very next day we went to Billings buy motorcycle gear. After we bought our gear, we decided to go home, so we got on the road to go home. Then, we were on the overpass turning left to go home, and because I did not have enough experience, I lost control on the overpass. I hit the overpass barrier and flew off. Three-hundred and fifty feet down to the ground. With this swan dive, I suffered zero broken bones but suffered tremendous damage to my brain. I went through two brain surgeries and was not supposed to even live through the night. Yet defying all odds, I survived with almost all my memory and all motor function on the right half of my body.
Here are my poems about my injury, recovery, and who I was beforehand.