Submissions by AutisticPoet (Amanda or Mandy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
To be as we autistic and not so few, our minds entwined with an autistic view. I am a 36 year old women living with my cat, high functioning autism, dystonia, muscle dystrophy, and chronic pain syndrome.
Mysterious Night
The perpetual kiss of the night,
embarrassed by its foggy
hug, its mystery is here to
entrance our needs for
beauty and the monsters
lurking beneath its misty banks.
Such things crawl around in the
underbelly of the bleakness of pitch
black of the night. Waiting for
our eyes to close, to drift off to sleep.
The moon hangs low
in its bow, orbiting the mystery
we call night. Such love it has
for the sky in which it calls home.
The moon lost within
the mysterious night,
sitting within its framed...
embarrassed by its foggy
hug, its mystery is here to
entrance our needs for
beauty and the monsters
lurking beneath its misty banks.
Such things crawl around in the
underbelly of the bleakness of pitch
black of the night. Waiting for
our eyes to close, to drift off to sleep.
The moon hangs low
in its bow, orbiting the mystery
we call night. Such love it has
for the sky in which it calls home.
The moon lost within
the mysterious night,
sitting within its framed...
#moon
#sky
#night #nature
#night #nature
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It's Painful
The pounding in my head,
the throbbing and burning,
pain settles in.
I never thought
I would suffer so,
I thought I fought
and won my battle
with pain a long time ago.
But pain had other plans
to sneak behind my back
and stab me over and over again.
These frivolous dreams
of beating the pain
has gone down the drain,
with allergies and useless
treatments.
I once was a star
but now pain takes the
center stage.
It’s painful!
the throbbing and burning,
pain settles in.
I never thought
I would suffer so,
I thought I fought
and won my battle
with pain a long time ago.
But pain had other plans
to sneak behind my back
and stab me over and over again.
These frivolous dreams
of beating the pain
has gone down the drain,
with allergies and useless
treatments.
I once was a star
but now pain takes the
center stage.
It’s painful!
#dark
#illness
#frustration
#despair
#disability
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Ripples In The Pond Of Life
We are like a drop of water in a large pond. The ripples we make effect the surface as so we effect reality.”
#TruthOfLife
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeCycle
#freedom
#responsibility
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Forget Me Not
My life is like a jerk
on a string, it tugs and tugs
on my mind reminding me
I am nothing but a speck
in time.
It sits on me, biting my time,
playing with my line, verberating
through my space like
a chilling breeze blowing
through my life.
I grow amongst the forgotten trees,
the only thing that reminds you
of me is the wind, it blows over
my lems causing them to
bow and sway.
Like the full moon,
you forget about me
until you are reminded
by my looming face that
brightens the...
on a string, it tugs and tugs
on my mind reminding me
I am nothing but a speck
in time.
It sits on me, biting my time,
playing with my line, verberating
through my space like
a chilling breeze blowing
through my life.
I grow amongst the forgotten trees,
the only thing that reminds you
of me is the wind, it blows over
my lems causing them to
bow and sway.
Like the full moon,
you forget about me
until you are reminded
by my looming face that
brightens the...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Like A Rock
Trailing behind me
are my experiences in red,
it’s all we have here
existence, we’ve all bled
at one point.
Life moves forward
one foot fall at a time.
Footprints on this Earth
from my journey in time,
exposed to the elements,
we are burning like stars.
Poetic flames fuel
my life, bursting from
the seams, passions rise
above the horizon, we are
like falling stars.
Blowing in the wind
guided by the path
set down by the old
rivers and trees,
the forest never forgot me. ...
are my experiences in red,
it’s all we have here
existence, we’ve all bled
at one point.
Life moves forward
one foot fall at a time.
Footprints on this Earth
from my journey in time,
exposed to the elements,
we are burning like stars.
Poetic flames fuel
my life, bursting from
the seams, passions rise
above the horizon, we are
like falling stars.
Blowing in the wind
guided by the path
set down by the old
rivers and trees,
the forest never forgot me. ...
#inspirational
#narrative
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#SelfReflection
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Unknown Sickness And My Unusual Experience
It started one evening after I was awoken by a breathing noise in my ear, it startled me but I fell back asleep. I didn't give it much thought at the time.
I woke earlier that morning, the sun hadn't peeked through the darkness yet. I made coffee and toast, and sat down to watch TV. The news was on every channel, it was reporting that the sun has failed to rise. The time was 9:00 am I didn't notice until now. I decided to go outside. It was very cold and the clouds were moving quickly as if the wind was blowing hard but I could not feel any wind. It was creepy and dark. I can hear...
I woke earlier that morning, the sun hadn't peeked through the darkness yet. I made coffee and toast, and sat down to watch TV. The news was on every channel, it was reporting that the sun has failed to rise. The time was 9:00 am I didn't notice until now. I decided to go outside. It was very cold and the clouds were moving quickly as if the wind was blowing hard but I could not feel any wind. It was creepy and dark. I can hear...
#memories
#illness
#confusion
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Mother Autumn
The outside perfume rushes
through the open door,
reminding me of the season,
Fall is making home
upon the land.
Autumn blows her kisses
upon my cheeks, leaving
a cold chill to roll down
my back.
The trees bow their leafs,
as they slowly fall and
change color.
Mother autumn is no stranger
to the Meadows and Hill’s,
she visits once a year.
🍃🍂
through the open door,
reminding me of the season,
Fall is making home
upon the land.
Autumn blows her kisses
upon my cheeks, leaving
a cold chill to roll down
my back.
The trees bow their leafs,
as they slowly fall and
change color.
Mother autumn is no stranger
to the Meadows and Hill’s,
she visits once a year.
🍃🍂
#earth
#trees
#fall
#nature
#LifeCycle
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The Rotten
Stinking, oozing, blistered,
and bruised are my
feelings and opinions.
You have all of me though
you are too blinded by your
selfishness to see me.
I am rotted away
like a bruised and gutted
pumpkin, my grin slouches
and my light burnt out before
you can use it.
You invited evil spirit's
by blowing out my candle;
No use am I without my light.
I am the rotted and used.
No more fun,
No more smiles to enlighten
your darkness do I portray.
My feelings have gone...
and bruised are my
feelings and opinions.
You have all of me though
you are too blinded by your
selfishness to see me.
I am rotted away
like a bruised and gutted
pumpkin, my grin slouches
and my light burnt out before
you can use it.
You invited evil spirit's
by blowing out my candle;
No use am I without my light.
I am the rotted and used.
No more fun,
No more smiles to enlighten
your darkness do I portray.
My feelings have gone...
#sadness
#heartbroken
#frustration #disappointment
#frustration #disappointment
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Growing In The Bosom Of Life
You are hydrated and fed
through the cultivation
of your life.
You are the designer of your
decisions and paths you pave.
This journey is roughly drawn
rocky and sharp, you have to keep
your hands inside the ride
at all times, or else you lose
your life.
This life is too short
to always be afraid,
though the biggest fear
we have is fear itself.
To face your fears
you have to expect that it is not
what you are afraid of that
frightens you but it is
not knowing what you face, ...
through the cultivation
of your life.
You are the designer of your
decisions and paths you pave.
This journey is roughly drawn
rocky and sharp, you have to keep
your hands inside the ride
at all times, or else you lose
your life.
This life is too short
to always be afraid,
though the biggest fear
we have is fear itself.
To face your fears
you have to expect that it is not
what you are afraid of that
frightens you but it is
not knowing what you face, ...
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
#gratitude
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A Dreamers Fair Well
Upon the wings of darkness
you flew into the view
of my dreams.
There you sat, stealing my breathe.
Slowly silence grew within
my mind, as your wings in folded
my visions of old dreams
they faded into memories.
Like silent rain drops
my dreams fell, as they froze
upon my blue lips, I released
one last gasp of air, it came
like a cold breeze.
This was the day my dreams
died, faded forever never
again will I play within it’s
fields and clover.
For even dreams have to say
fair...
you flew into the view
of my dreams.
There you sat, stealing my breathe.
Slowly silence grew within
my mind, as your wings in folded
my visions of old dreams
they faded into memories.
Like silent rain drops
my dreams fell, as they froze
upon my blue lips, I released
one last gasp of air, it came
like a cold breeze.
This was the day my dreams
died, faded forever never
again will I play within it’s
fields and clover.
For even dreams have to say
fair...
#dark
#gothic
#death
#silence
#tragedy
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Murky Waters
How does one see past the murky
waters?
I am gasping for air
as you watch me struggle,
I can sense you are there
seated upon the shore.
You push me under before I have
time to grab another mouth
full of air.
As I come up again
you are relentless you
make it harder for me to
climb ashore.
My heart is laying beneath
your feet, you have left
it bruised and beat.
I will never win against your
sin, you are blinded by your
mind’s broken eyes.
You accused me of nonsense ...
waters?
I am gasping for air
as you watch me struggle,
I can sense you are there
seated upon the shore.
You push me under before I have
time to grab another mouth
full of air.
As I come up again
you are relentless you
make it harder for me to
climb ashore.
My heart is laying beneath
your feet, you have left
it bruised and beat.
I will never win against your
sin, you are blinded by your
mind’s broken eyes.
You accused me of nonsense ...
#heartbroken
#breakup
#conflict
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Without Power
It's quite and calm
when the lights go out.
Burning candles in the
night for the electricity
shut down in the
middle of the night.
We don't realize how much
we depend on modern
technology until it collapsed
unto society causing silence
through out the land.
Some will cry for help,
others will be helping,
the few will survive on leftover
fuel supplies.
No internet,
No lightbulbs burning in their
sockets, no refrigerator to keep
food from spoiling.
What...
when the lights go out.
Burning candles in the
night for the electricity
shut down in the
middle of the night.
We don't realize how much
we depend on modern
technology until it collapsed
unto society causing silence
through out the land.
Some will cry for help,
others will be helping,
the few will survive on leftover
fuel supplies.
No internet,
No lightbulbs burning in their
sockets, no refrigerator to keep
food from spoiling.
What...
#technology
#science
#earth
#environment
#humankind
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