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Tag Archives: love
Labyrinth #Poetry
A spiral of knowledge and labyrinth of tiny epiphanies and truths, Small stepping stones of faith of every single hue, This is a pilgrimage and yet the journey for each of us is extraordinarily different, Your bare feet shifting through … Continue reading
Looking Glass – A Poem
Written for dVersePoet’s Mirror Prompt Have we met before? In what century did we meet? Why is your heart beat/ing- b A c K w A r D s on your tattered sleeve? Where is the light switch in here? … Continue reading
Posted in Autism, dVersePoets Prompt, Poetry
Tagged Alice, broken, finding yourself, looking Glass, love, love yourself, not broken, poetry, wonderland
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Exposed – A Poem
Like a black and white photo so overly exposed, my soul unfolds before you not unlike a rose – caught at just the right angle, These high heels dangle and drop and your doubtful words stu//tter to – a – … Continue reading
Posted in Autism, Poetry
Tagged compassion, love, photography, poetry, Roses, truth, Vulnerability
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Notebook #Poetry
A yellowed note that I once wrote to you- fell from an old dusty notebook, I didn’t even have to look to know the truth, & with no date to tie it to my past, the irony is strange Maybe … Continue reading
Aquiver – #Poetry
You are like that first breath in as the frost of Autumn begins Your voice sends me aquiver, It plays on sleeping heart strings- My existence feels raw in your company, like our memories were just stepping stones and you … Continue reading
Paper Daisies #Poetry
For K. Crumpled paper daisies, like seeds of scribbled secrets- blooming dreams- & everything I am becoming are falling from me, along this mountainside & I crawl in utter darkness. My frozen feet // bleed on this cold path of … Continue reading
Eternal Winter – A Poem #Poetry
My soul is weary // as I wrap my heart in a montage of memories the softness of your caress and a peaceful darkness, In a moment where I felt beautiful and my hands and soul were full of a … Continue reading
Facing Fears
Sometimes we learn life lessons in incredibly unexpected ways. In my recent post about fear I didn’t really expound much on the good that has come from learning about why fear is such a waste of time and useless. For … Continue reading
Posted in ASD, Aspergers, Autism, GLBTQ
Tagged bible, facing fears, good versus evil, love
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The Color of Fear
I grew up believing that something was simply right or wrong and that there is nothing in between. But there is: It’s called fear. If darkness is everywhere and light is also everywhere… then fear must have a home along … Continue reading
At the Tunnel’s End – A Poem
Un – ravel – ling from an emotional fetal position Legs — just barely but weakly — moving — unsteady unsure of their own condition to stand again Toes uncurl and Fists — open — wide as I open my … Continue reading