Poems about Autism and Asperger syndrome
#Autism
Poems about Autism and Asperger syndrome. Poetry about autism spectrum disorder (ASD), a broad range of conditions which commonly present challenges with social skills, repetitive behaviors, speech and nonverbal communication. Poems about life with Autism, written by those who have it, and their loved ones.
She Said Anxiety
It’s simple, just another dose
Everyone has it, you can get it done.”
Sadly, easy said by the doctor
Measly minutes, no justice for torture
Everyone has it, you can get it done.”
Sadly, easy said by the doctor
Measly minutes, no justice for torture
#drugs
#MentalHealth
#ignorance #Autism
#ignorance #Autism
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Here To Stay
Have you heard the news
We are here to stay
It’s those little things
That mark the road ahead
The headlines creep on up
Tit bits of truth
Every single day the box fills
Fate has brought us here
Don’t get deluded
This is no longer an illusion
Wake up!! autism has arrived
We walk among you unnoticed
No need to fix me
Perfectly capable of making mistakes
These little freedoms
Are my right as a human being
It all comes down to you
Not going to split in two
Just to...
We are here to stay
It’s those little things
That mark the road ahead
The headlines creep on up
Tit bits of truth
Every single day the box fills
Fate has brought us here
Don’t get deluded
This is no longer an illusion
Wake up!! autism has arrived
We walk among you unnoticed
No need to fix me
Perfectly capable of making mistakes
These little freedoms
Are my right as a human being
It all comes down to you
Not going to split in two
Just to...
#Autism
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Rocking Chair
Back and forth, I go
I don’t have a rocking chair
Just my autism
I don’t have a rocking chair
Just my autism
#haiku
#MentalHealth
#Autism
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New Age Leper
Forget me
If i was remembered at all
Did you look
Was i seen
As just a shadow
An inferior being
Hidden, forgotten
Occasionally scrutinised
As if an insect
Or a germ
Label, bag and tag
Keep for posterity
A curiosity at best
My instructions
Are in a different language
Rolling eyes of indignation
The ripple effect
More a hindrance
New age leper
To be avoided
The autism jacket
Several sizes too big
Defective garment
But expected to wear
As proof of...
If i was remembered at all
Did you look
Was i seen
As just a shadow
An inferior being
Hidden, forgotten
Occasionally scrutinised
As if an insect
Or a germ
Label, bag and tag
Keep for posterity
A curiosity at best
My instructions
Are in a different language
Rolling eyes of indignation
The ripple effect
More a hindrance
New age leper
To be avoided
The autism jacket
Several sizes too big
Defective garment
But expected to wear
As proof of...
#Autism
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the girl from Cherbourg
A girl in Cherbourg
We sat in a bar in Cherbourg a town still struggling after a war
to become just another French coastal town
Sitting with mates from the ship can be tedious, and if you
happen to be a cook, someone is bound to voice a complaint
I went for a walk, in the streets, with few lamps if one adds rain
it was a road suffering after a long war.
In the murk, a place of light, a small café/shop, a few tables
looked inviting in its simplicity; I had coffee and calvados.
A filly came prancing in, tall with long legs, full of youth ...
We sat in a bar in Cherbourg a town still struggling after a war
to become just another French coastal town
Sitting with mates from the ship can be tedious, and if you
happen to be a cook, someone is bound to voice a complaint
I went for a walk, in the streets, with few lamps if one adds rain
it was a road suffering after a long war.
In the murk, a place of light, a small café/shop, a few tables
looked inviting in its simplicity; I had coffee and calvados.
A filly came prancing in, tall with long legs, full of youth ...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#addiction
#apathy
#Autism
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"Your Name Goes Here"
Dear "______",
We're going to be okay.
But just in case,
I wrote you this note.
When I'm quiet, it's not to shun you,
I'm just at that place in my head.
I'm not even sure that it's within my brain.
It has it's own space, muffling my ears
and glazing my eyes
-It's all reversed, to outside in.
So I go deaf and blind, to many things,
but it's only temporary.
Doctors try to label it,
but I won't sit my ass in their box.
It's too small.
They can't even see the expanse
of all of my thoughts,...
We're going to be okay.
But just in case,
I wrote you this note.
When I'm quiet, it's not to shun you,
I'm just at that place in my head.
I'm not even sure that it's within my brain.
It has it's own space, muffling my ears
and glazing my eyes
-It's all reversed, to outside in.
So I go deaf and blind, to many things,
but it's only temporary.
Doctors try to label it,
but I won't sit my ass in their box.
It's too small.
They can't even see the expanse
of all of my thoughts,...
#PTSD
#Autism
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Pill Box Tales
I've been on drugs since I was 9
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where...
When I tasted the world raw
I was only 18... And it was too much
The world was too bright, too loud
So many new emotions and sensitivity
The world is all kinds of too much
There was a stretch of time there
Where I tasted the world unfiltered
And I spiraled so hard and so fast
The pins holding me up were pulled away
And those pins are put back into place
There's a pill for everything don't you know
And the world is back to being filtered
Not edited but the lighting is different
I wonder where...
#MentalHealth
#misunderstood
#culture
#Autism
#vulnerability
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Asperger's Children
Some are born, and some are made
nature replicated
minds unlike the crowds of them;
feared, accused and hated
Was it trauma they instilled
tasting children's shame
scientists devise a plan
designing minds their game
Twisting our biology
crafting a direction
parents blind to what they see
psyche's insurrection
Infants filled with vile and prick
nazis never ending
babies who could not refuse
dark eugenic blending
People who are drawn to power
who would guess their plotting
trusted...
nature replicated
minds unlike the crowds of them;
feared, accused and hated
Was it trauma they instilled
tasting children's shame
scientists devise a plan
designing minds their game
Twisting our biology
crafting a direction
parents blind to what they see
psyche's insurrection
Infants filled with vile and prick
nazis never ending
babies who could not refuse
dark eugenic blending
People who are drawn to power
who would guess their plotting
trusted...
#PTSD
#Autism
#military
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Dragonheart
Emotion races through my heart
And drives me crazy
For what direction should I turn
In this ocean of possibilities
And when my mind gets turned around
Something comes over me
What else can you say
When confusion rules your day
And all that we ever know
Is love is the way to go
The motion of another harsh reality
Brings me to my knees
And something comes over me
No matter what we say
We can't take the pain away
And all that we ever know
Is love is the way to go
I love when...
And drives me crazy
For what direction should I turn
In this ocean of possibilities
And when my mind gets turned around
Something comes over me
What else can you say
When confusion rules your day
And all that we ever know
Is love is the way to go
The motion of another harsh reality
Brings me to my knees
And something comes over me
No matter what we say
We can't take the pain away
And all that we ever know
Is love is the way to go
I love when...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#emotional
#SelfDiscovery
#Autism
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Echoes Arising From Deep Within This Autistic Canyon Of Self
I speak with a mouth
Full of stars
The language of the universe
Dripping down my chin
I dream with a head
Full of spring
Myriad flowers
Bursting
Butterfly wings
Flapping
The crush of life
Building a wall around my head
That soon comes crumbling down
I hope with the soft edges
Of the Moon
Hidden in the dark corners
Where fear takes over a wandering mind
For we must be loved like a newborn
Helplessly spinning in the naked sky
Cool wind of night ...
Full of stars
The language of the universe
Dripping down my chin
I dream with a head
Full of spring
Myriad flowers
Bursting
Butterfly wings
Flapping
The crush of life
Building a wall around my head
That soon comes crumbling down
I hope with the soft edges
Of the Moon
Hidden in the dark corners
Where fear takes over a wandering mind
For we must be loved like a newborn
Helplessly spinning in the naked sky
Cool wind of night ...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#astronomy
#SelfDiscovery
#Autism
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Tomorrow (might be less)
that
sole irritant
you hear
spoiling
what peace
there was
a child
moaning
stimming
incoherently
trying to
communicate
i felt
his
pain
knew
the
problem
he is
but
only
one
amongst
a
crowd
alone
in a fully loaded
bus
train
plane
even a street
so
take
a breath
just
step
back
leave a little space
give a little love
for maybe ...
sole irritant
you hear
spoiling
what peace
there was
a child
moaning
stimming
incoherently
trying to
communicate
i felt
his
pain
knew
the
problem
he is
but
only
one
amongst
a
crowd
alone
in a fully loaded
bus
train
plane
even a street
so
take
a breath
just
step
back
leave a little space
give a little love
for maybe ...
#Autism
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1 Comment
inert tarn
An inert tarn
In the pond of pleasant memories, a duckling paddled
like an unwanted thought of a spring wedding in Brussel.
Flat stones skipped on the pond in the night, quacked
refused to spit out half-chewed toothpicks forgotten.
Expel the duck and send it abroad to the Saragossa Sea
to a shadowy barren island in the stream
where the monster Amnesia lives; you must be warned
keep away if the ogre gets hold of you, it will not eat
the unwanted, but also the memory of those you loved.
In the pond of pleasant memories, a duckling paddled
like an unwanted thought of a spring wedding in Brussel.
Flat stones skipped on the pond in the night, quacked
refused to spit out half-chewed toothpicks forgotten.
Expel the duck and send it abroad to the Saragossa Sea
to a shadowy barren island in the stream
where the monster Amnesia lives; you must be warned
keep away if the ogre gets hold of you, it will not eat
the unwanted, but also the memory of those you loved.
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
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DU Poetry : Poems about Autism and Asperger syndrome