Barbara Walker : Writing

What I Have Learned From Being Disabled

What I Have Learned From Being Disabled

A Story by Barbara Walker


When my health problems began, I always thought I would get better, good as new and go on with my life, just as I had known it to be.I thought that, s..
Blissful Quiet

Blissful Quiet

A Poem by Barbara Walker


You are at home, alone, when suddenly, a few people come in, noisy, jabbering, each one trying to out-shout one another
Sunday In June

Sunday In June

A Poem by Barbara Walker


Waiting for people can give you many contemplative moments
Sights and Sounds at 1:00 p.m.

Sights and Sounds at 1:00 p.m.

A Poem by Barbara Walker


I took some time to give myself a much needed break from everyone for an hour at a nearby park
Eight O'clock

Eight O\'clock

A Poem by Barbara Walker


Musings
Surprise

Surprise

A Poem by Barbara Walker


the reactions when a loved one does something hurtful over and over
Insecurities

Insecurities

A Poem by Barbara Walker


I've tried to sooth your insecurities and that is always in vain. You hold onto them, like a child holds onto that tattered, torn blanket, th..
Getting So Dizzy

Getting So Dizzy

A Poem by Barbara Walker


Just facing the same issue too many times
My Head On Your Shoulder

My Head On Your Shoulder

A Poem by Barbara Walker


written about my sweetie
Poor Adult Rat Race

Poor Adult Rat Race

A Poem by Barbara Walker


Written on a day that I was just thinking about all of this financial mess in the United States