Poems About Autism Published by Members Recently Online
#Autism
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
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1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
222 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
222 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
222 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
11th Apr 2023 4:52pm
the red necktie
The red necktie
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
He woke on the sofa, fully dressed
vaguely remembered an argument with a woman
He took a shower, made coffee
turned on the radio that told of a woman strangled
by a red necktie.
He paled under his fake tan; his tie was red, lost in
a brawl in a bar, did he? No, he was a friendly sort
he liked to think of himself, surely not…!
What to do now? Call the police and confess
To a crime, he could not remember having committed?
He looked out of the window into an empty street
Sunday morning, people were still sleeping...
#anxiety
#addiction
#apathy
#diabetes
#Autism
222 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 10:06pm
24th Jul 2023 10:06pm
About the not talked about
We don't talk about
the parents who are currently seeking,
sat and just about speaking,
waiting and waiting, unreeling,
the diagnosis they're asking for treating,
the two years before they could see it,
the three or more spent to decree it,
the lack of solution, the bleak disolution,
the millions of boxes to meet it,
the islands of adults unknown,
their youth, elephants in the room,
the decades of reports, of mumbled retorts,
the managing just to be being,
it's something you know - now to know it,
to acknowledge how we've...
the parents who are currently seeking,
sat and just about speaking,
waiting and waiting, unreeling,
the diagnosis they're asking for treating,
the two years before they could see it,
the three or more spent to decree it,
the lack of solution, the bleak disolution,
the millions of boxes to meet it,
the islands of adults unknown,
their youth, elephants in the room,
the decades of reports, of mumbled retorts,
the managing just to be being,
it's something you know - now to know it,
to acknowledge how we've...
#parent
#Autism
242 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 10:06pm
24th Jul 2023 10:06pm
About the not talked about
We don't talk about
the parents who are currently seeking,
sat and just about speaking,
waiting and waiting, unreeling,
the diagnosis they're asking for treating,
the two years before they could see it,
the three or more spent to decree it,
the lack of solution, the bleak disolution,
the millions of boxes to meet it,
the islands of adults unknown,
their youth, elephants in the room,
the decades of reports, of mumbled retorts,
the managing just to be being,
it's something you know - now to know it,
to acknowledge how we've...
the parents who are currently seeking,
sat and just about speaking,
waiting and waiting, unreeling,
the diagnosis they're asking for treating,
the two years before they could see it,
the three or more spent to decree it,
the lack of solution, the bleak disolution,
the millions of boxes to meet it,
the islands of adults unknown,
their youth, elephants in the room,
the decades of reports, of mumbled retorts,
the managing just to be being,
it's something you know - now to know it,
to acknowledge how we've...
#parent
#Autism
242 reads
1 Comment
oldmanG
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:52am
22nd Dec 2024 3:52am
Autistic Genius
Autistic Genius
He’s A Genius not against you and me
He’s a Genius I can’t touch with a thought
He’s a Genius solving human problems
He’s a Genius no one saw
He’s the Genius that lives in all of us
He’s the Genius being bullied upon
He’s a Genius different autistic superhero
Guess somewhere late at night think about
Before we lay down to bed and dream asleep
He’s the genius of you and me
Autistic and proud as shit
Sensitive brain wired a little different ...
He’s A Genius not against you and me
He’s a Genius I can’t touch with a thought
He’s a Genius solving human problems
He’s a Genius no one saw
He’s the Genius that lives in all of us
He’s the Genius being bullied upon
He’s a Genius different autistic superhero
Guess somewhere late at night think about
Before we lay down to bed and dream asleep
He’s the genius of you and me
Autistic and proud as shit
Sensitive brain wired a little different ...
#Autism
#heroic
#power
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oldmanG
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:52am
22nd Dec 2024 3:52am
Autistic Genius
Autistic Genius
He’s A Genius not against you and me
He’s a Genius I can’t touch with a thought
He’s a Genius solving human problems
He’s a Genius no one saw
He’s the Genius that lives in all of us
He’s the Genius being bullied upon
He’s a Genius different autistic superhero
Guess somewhere late at night think about
Before we lay down to bed and dream asleep
He’s the genius of you and me
Autistic and proud as shit
Sensitive brain wired a little different ...
He’s A Genius not against you and me
He’s a Genius I can’t touch with a thought
He’s a Genius solving human problems
He’s a Genius no one saw
He’s the Genius that lives in all of us
He’s the Genius being bullied upon
He’s a Genius different autistic superhero
Guess somewhere late at night think about
Before we lay down to bed and dream asleep
He’s the genius of you and me
Autistic and proud as shit
Sensitive brain wired a little different ...
#Autism
#heroic
#power
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oldmanG
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2024 3:52am
22nd Dec 2024 3:52am
Autistic Genius
Autistic Genius
He’s A Genius not against you and me
He’s a Genius I can’t touch with a thought
He’s a Genius solving human problems
He’s a Genius no one saw
He’s the Genius that lives in all of us
He’s the Genius being bullied upon
He’s a Genius different autistic superhero
Guess somewhere late at night think about
Before we lay down to bed and dream asleep
He’s the genius of you and me
Autistic and proud as shit
Sensitive brain wired a little different ...
He’s A Genius not against you and me
He’s a Genius I can’t touch with a thought
He’s a Genius solving human problems
He’s a Genius no one saw
He’s the Genius that lives in all of us
He’s the Genius being bullied upon
He’s a Genius different autistic superhero
Guess somewhere late at night think about
Before we lay down to bed and dream asleep
He’s the genius of you and me
Autistic and proud as shit
Sensitive brain wired a little different ...
#Autism
#heroic
#power
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE
Through trails and tribulations we will go through something's that we will never totally understand, as we may never truly understand as it is lessons that we must learn, for that is the journey of life with lessons to learn. That sometimes changes how we see and live within the depth of our lives. For sometimes we may encounter stumbling blocks, stopping us from going anywhere in our lives whether its forward sometimes just leaving us to go backwards. Yet that shouldn't be the case nor should it matter how you achieve your goals, for ask thyself what is fear for it is only a subconscious...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#PTSD
#nightmares
#Autism
695 reads
6 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
25th Jun 2020 00:49am
JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE
Through trails and tribulations we will go through something's that we will never totally understand, as we may never truly understand as it is lessons that we must learn, for that is the journey of life with lessons to learn. That sometimes changes how we see and live within the depth of our lives. For sometimes we may encounter stumbling blocks, stopping us from going anywhere in our lives whether its forward sometimes just leaving us to go backwards. Yet that shouldn't be the case nor should it matter how you achieve your goals, for ask thyself what is fear for it is only a subconscious...
#anxiety
#bipolar
#PTSD
#nightmares
#Autism
695 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Autism Published by Members Recently Online
