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.
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2018 9:10pm
6th Sep 2018 9:10pm
To Beauty, I Write This
You stole my time, self-esteem,
and views.
You took something so naive and blind, you molded it with your photoshopped
coverage, blending models
into walking stick figures,
telling girls you can’t be
beautiful if you can’t fit the design.
To Beauty, I am ashamed of you,
you lied, you abused my time,
you wasted your designs
on a woman who is too real
to fit your stitched together designs.
I am 5’9″ 225 pounds beautiful,
with my wide hips I can sink
battle ships, I walk proudly.
For all should...
and views.
You took something so naive and blind, you molded it with your photoshopped
coverage, blending models
into walking stick figures,
telling girls you can’t be
beautiful if you can’t fit the design.
To Beauty, I am ashamed of you,
you lied, you abused my time,
you wasted your designs
on a woman who is too real
to fit your stitched together designs.
I am 5’9″ 225 pounds beautiful,
with my wide hips I can sink
battle ships, I walk proudly.
For all should...
#strength
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#gratitude
394 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2018 8:25pm
6th Sep 2018 8:25pm
Slam Bam Thank You Mam (Poem About My Pain)
I am burning, slowly every nerve began to fire they haven’t stopped since.
Silent needles prick my skin,
leaving painful memories that
linger in my dreams.
Ashes of the five years of freedom
slowly become a distant memory.
I fought bravely,
honestly and strong
but life always wins.
Good grief, here I am again.
Burning pain, throbbing head,
skin tingling, spine shivers with
lighting pain down my legs
shooting to the floor.
Cellular nerve damage shook
my world.
Silent needles prick my skin,
leaving painful memories that
linger in my dreams.
Ashes of the five years of freedom
slowly become a distant memory.
I fought bravely,
honestly and strong
but life always wins.
Good grief, here I am again.
Burning pain, throbbing head,
skin tingling, spine shivers with
lighting pain down my legs
shooting to the floor.
Cellular nerve damage shook
my world.
#narrative
#illness
#tragedy #suffering
#tragedy #suffering
430 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
31st Aug 2018 7:15am
31st Aug 2018 7:15am
Ghostly Whispers Of Gothic Poetry
My dusty mind is filled
with old memories,
lost amongst poems
I dribbled onto the window sill
one morning.
I got lost in the shuffle of time,
thoughts brought me ink drippings
from the night before
though I already ate the leftovers
and smeared my poems all over
the walls.
You may join me for
a Gothic meel,
just don’t forget to bring
your open minds so I don’t
have to knock or ring the bell.
Welcome to my gloomy day,
where black is happy,
blue is true, and the roses
withered at...
with old memories,
lost amongst poems
I dribbled onto the window sill
one morning.
I got lost in the shuffle of time,
thoughts brought me ink drippings
from the night before
though I already ate the leftovers
and smeared my poems all over
the walls.
You may join me for
a Gothic meel,
just don’t forget to bring
your open minds so I don’t
have to knock or ring the bell.
Welcome to my gloomy day,
where black is happy,
blue is true, and the roses
withered at...
#gothic
#narrative
#FreeVerse
#dialogue
#metaphor
453 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Aug 2018 6:38am
13th Aug 2018 6:38am
You
I am falling into you,
like the waves crashing on the shore,
our collision shakes and breaks
the tides between us.
No distance is too far away,
for I carrie you inside
my heart.
Winds blowing to distant lands
guide me to where you are.
You can seem like a dream,
you shimmer and spark,
you take my breath away
with the soft touch of your lips
and your fingertips.
Forget me nots
remind me of your treasures
that await us upon
the shore’s of my dreams.
like the waves crashing on the shore,
our collision shakes and breaks
the tides between us.
No distance is too far away,
for I carrie you inside
my heart.
Winds blowing to distant lands
guide me to where you are.
You can seem like a dream,
you shimmer and spark,
you take my breath away
with the soft touch of your lips
and your fingertips.
Forget me nots
remind me of your treasures
that await us upon
the shore’s of my dreams.
#love
#lover
469 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2018 4:57pm
26th Jul 2018 4:57pm
Pirate Headache
I am in pain.
My head is like Grrr!
I am pirate headache
I bring waves of pain
and crushing winds
to make it harder for you
to get up again.
Rrr! Polly want a cracker?
Damn pirates,
I don’t like their crackers.
This Polly wants nothing
but relief.
Here they come again,
swords aready, I’ma fighten
pirate’s today.
Pirate Headaches bring
me no booty, instead they
steal my time and comfort.
My head is like Grrr!
I am pirate headache
I bring waves of pain
and crushing winds
to make it harder for you
to get up again.
Rrr! Polly want a cracker?
Damn pirates,
I don’t like their crackers.
This Polly wants nothing
but relief.
Here they come again,
swords aready, I’ma fighten
pirate’s today.
Pirate Headaches bring
me no booty, instead they
steal my time and comfort.
#illness
390 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jul 2018 8:35pm
19th Jul 2018 8:35pm
Butterflies In My Heart
You are a fluster in my life,
you make life wobble and shake,
you make my heart quake.
You flutter about
turning my life upside down
and all around.
You bring rumbling too
my dear, and breath taking views,
you are causing my stability
to waver and the weather to
cool and heat.
You are my love, partner
and forever friend until
the end, my dear.
You are my love and the
butterflies in my heart.
you make life wobble and shake,
you make my heart quake.
You flutter about
turning my life upside down
and all around.
You bring rumbling too
my dear, and breath taking views,
you are causing my stability
to waver and the weather to
cool and heat.
You are my love, partner
and forever friend until
the end, my dear.
You are my love and the
butterflies in my heart.
#love
#romantic
#lover #emotional
#lover #emotional
464 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Jul 2018 8:30pm
19th Jul 2018 8:30pm
Dearest Love
You are the star’s to my sky’s.
You are the ocean to my shore’s.
The sand under my feet.
You are my shadow
you are always beside me.
I want you to always be with me.
Hand in hand,
step by step.
Wrinkle by wrinkle,
day by day.
Wave after wave,
I will always guide you.
Through the dark you will never
be alone. For my heart beats louder
then words. You are what makes my heart pound.
You are the ocean to my shore’s.
The sand under my feet.
You are my shadow
you are always beside me.
I want you to always be with me.
Hand in hand,
step by step.
Wrinkle by wrinkle,
day by day.
Wave after wave,
I will always guide you.
Through the dark you will never
be alone. For my heart beats louder
then words. You are what makes my heart pound.
#love
#romantic
#lover #emotional
#lover #emotional
433 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jul 2018 7:16am
17th Jul 2018 7:16am
The Thief
You stole my heart
as well as my security deposit.
You grew your lies upon
my womanly intuition
as it grew like bonfires
lighting up the sky.
I knew by looking in your eyes,
you are drowning in your stories
of disguise, (You are not a spy).
You might try to hide
but you are like a cat,
everyone can see your
wiggling butt.
I know a thief when I see one.
© 2018 By Amanda Shelton
as well as my security deposit.
You grew your lies upon
my womanly intuition
as it grew like bonfires
lighting up the sky.
I knew by looking in your eyes,
you are drowning in your stories
of disguise, (You are not a spy).
You might try to hide
but you are like a cat,
everyone can see your
wiggling butt.
I know a thief when I see one.
© 2018 By Amanda Shelton
#love
#boyfriend
#LifeStruggles
#addiction
#honesty
394 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Apr 2018 9:23pm
30th Apr 2018 9:23pm
Inspiration
Burn baby burn,
kindling to my fire.
Embers red, crackling mind,
never blocked
when inspiration knocks.
Breathing in, breathing out
as my inspiration dribbles out.
Pouring poetic justice
across these pages,
becoming inky crime’s
for your eager minds.
Burn baby burn,
as I light the sky
with my poetic crime’s.
kindling to my fire.
Embers red, crackling mind,
never blocked
when inspiration knocks.
Breathing in, breathing out
as my inspiration dribbles out.
Pouring poetic justice
across these pages,
becoming inky crime’s
for your eager minds.
Burn baby burn,
as I light the sky
with my poetic crime’s.
#FreeVerse
396 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Apr 2018 9:21pm
30th Apr 2018 9:21pm
Poetic Dinner
Watch me eat my word’s,
don’t you worry
I will share with you.
Let’s have dinner at my place,
my poetic brothers and sisters.
I’ll set the table,
wash the dishes,
and cook the food.
I’ll make a poetic dinner
just for you.
Yummy, yummy, yummy
too my poetic tummy.
Poetry for all my reader’s,
such a beautiful bunch you are.
don’t you worry
I will share with you.
Let’s have dinner at my place,
my poetic brothers and sisters.
I’ll set the table,
wash the dishes,
and cook the food.
I’ll make a poetic dinner
just for you.
Yummy, yummy, yummy
too my poetic tummy.
Poetry for all my reader’s,
such a beautiful bunch you are.
#FreeVerse
407 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
8th Apr 2018 6:29pm
8th Apr 2018 6:29pm
Web Of Strife
The strings attached to your suffering jerk, tugging at your every move.
You are found walking on the line, very closely to the edge.
You can breathe but to feel is harder as your life becomes heavy laying upon your chest.
Breathing becomes a chore, useless at times it seems. Although every living thing needs to breathe.
Suffering is like a fly caught in a spiders web, it wiggles to be free. Sadly that’s it’s key to the door of death.
I have learned how to stop wiggling, to sit for awhile longer, breathe one more time and deeply.
...
You are found walking on the line, very closely to the edge.
You can breathe but to feel is harder as your life becomes heavy laying upon your chest.
Breathing becomes a chore, useless at times it seems. Although every living thing needs to breathe.
Suffering is like a fly caught in a spiders web, it wiggles to be free. Sadly that’s it’s key to the door of death.
I have learned how to stop wiggling, to sit for awhile longer, breathe one more time and deeply.
...
#anxiety
#confessional
#MyInspiration
#myself
#SelfReflection
473 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2018 4:55pm
28th Mar 2018 4:55pm
A Poet Is An Artist
A poet is an artist,
we paint with words and formats.
Our canvas is the internet,
parchment paper, a wall,
or fabric.
Our paints are pigmented with our
lives, slowly growing revealing
our strife.
With each line, we paint a grand design.
For a poet has an imagination
that has no secrets,
for us it’s easy to be honest,
special when the pen
is beaconing
for us to pick it up.
You can’t be a poet and be shy,
for who will take notice
of your grand design if
you won’t look them in...
we paint with words and formats.
Our canvas is the internet,
parchment paper, a wall,
or fabric.
Our paints are pigmented with our
lives, slowly growing revealing
our strife.
With each line, we paint a grand design.
For a poet has an imagination
that has no secrets,
for us it’s easy to be honest,
special when the pen
is beaconing
for us to pick it up.
You can’t be a poet and be shy,
for who will take notice
of your grand design if
you won’t look them in...
#FreeVerse
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
649 reads
3 Comments
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