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Tales Swallowed Away
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Tales Swallowed Away
it would seem great stories, linger at the bottom of a wine glass, the characters may change; some days, distorted memories puddle together, persisting in their bittersweet backwash, echoing ripples of time, and lost hours in a shallow pool —
seconds of drunken enlightenment fill glazed eyes with momentary consciousness, the barrage of almostempty…
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Speed Of Light
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A poem that I wrote in Feb. 2012 … I could edit it, but I would rather not. It is good to be reminded where we once were for awhile before changing it to our present. Maybe I will edit it another day, but for today I delight in this past. :-)
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Speed Of Light
Speeding through energy -Zap! My whimsical matter spreading force – Burst! Flowing…
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Kicking #autism *ss one day at a time #awareness blingisthenewblack.com
I actually whispered “oh no” when I saw this. And then I spent a couple minutes just staring. And then I felt my heart get all splintery and fragile like shards of porcelain. I’d like to talk about why, about why this kind of message is harmful to autistic people, and why it needs to stop.
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Wistful
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Wistful
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Light, broke a frigid veil,
luminosity rose celestial quakings,
distance seemed too close –
Darkness, spun awake slumbering dreams,
Fall perked up its lips,
piercing green leaves with charming winds,
while red ones sailed into the sky,
Sun and Moon watched in awe,
as they longingly reached for one another,
still hoping for that final embrace
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Isolation of a Chameleon
Isolation of a Chameleon
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The Road to Somewhere Artist Julie Dant
Isolation of a Chameleon
they call me Dexter, sometimes I go by Dex; I don’t much like that, what’s in a name?
my name changes, everytime I go down a gravel road, or run into an auburn haired beauty with smooth, milky-white skin sprinkled in superb freckles, that smirk and giggle back at me – that’s when I go by…
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Stoic http://wp.me/s1h29v-stoic Stoic edge of her heart left, a smidgen on the base of your finger print, she slipped through your fingers,
Entrails of the Exposed
Entrails of the Exposed
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Entrails of the Exposed
trepidatious thoughts, eats away – residue on the lining of my skull,
i am afraid
full of shame peeling away molten skin revealing what lies within terrified of, what?
when?
innards scald from bubbling pains aches wave through; telling you of my darkest days exposed and blamed fear sieges my veins –
why?
do i rip my flesh wide…
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Riled Metamorphosis Riled Metamorphosis emergence of yellow rose among, glimmers of darkness faltering into a fade, echoes passed through this place -
Many of you who have read my blog for a while know that I have a huge challenge with understanding relationships. I have improved in my understanding in many ways and it has helped me with settling certain fears, confusions with some of my relationships. My sudden anxieties, confusion, fears about uncertainties of relationships, and panic attacks about what I have said or done have not gone away. My panicky loops, heart crushing feeling, lump in my throat, nausea filled thoughts are still there. Yep, they are still here lingering, waiting, and looping whenever triggered. When it happens, I feel a sudden blackness fill my mind. My heart feels like it has been slivered into pieces – its glass shattered all over the place! I have a lump in my throat, that at times manifests into tears, or hyperventilating episodes. I close my eyes tightly, clutching every muscle in my body desperate to try and make my mind make sense of the situation. It’s like I can literally feel my neurons get blocked at pathways, they cluster at some road block and no matter how hard I try to understand what is going on I cannot. With all of my relationships, I have no idea what “we” are anymore. It does not happen as frequently as before, but when it does happen it is frightening. It is a frightening feeling to be in long-term relationships with people, especially, people you are related to, live with, or have been in a relationship with for several years. It is confusing for those in my life who care so deeply for me … who I have been able to express this to through communication, mostly written. They cannot imagine feeling this way; I cannot imagine having the feeling of “knowing” in a relationship.
Morrissey, Me, Cicadas Make Three
Morrissey, Me, Cicadas Make Three
Morrissey, Me, Cicadas Make Three
blue plastic lawn chair, wobbly, flimsy, a cradle of niceness, when all the world is crumbling behind me, this fancy chair of mine holds me close, sun glazes my face in kisses, tender breezes whisk across my flesh, the leaves are falling — too soon, I say while the cicadas sing their deafening song, blazing my ears in constant echoes — vibrating clicks, lovely…
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This past Saturday was my big family reunion from my dad’s side. It has been over 10 years since we have had one and it has been that long since I have seen many of them. It is a little different for me because I had not lived here for so long; I missed many family gatherings and events that my sisters and other family members had attended. It fed into my feelings of not belonging, and isolation from people I was supposed to have some sort of connection with because of that. It escalated my social confusion and anxieties with them. However, when I would see them again I would feel an instant acceptance with many of them, not all. I feel more uneasy with certain family members that I have had more social contact with then, the family that I am referring to at the moment. I was excited and nervous about the family reunion. I was concerned about Daniel, I knew that he would enjoy himself, but would it be too overwhelming? Would I have to run out of there feeling judgmental eyes? Would people treat him like he was odd or admonish me for my parenting style? Would I have everything I needed to feed him? Would I have everything needed so he could have fun and not feel the sting of anxiety? So many questions! And they didn’t stop. I had plenty more for him, and then I had more for Ariel, Joshua and ME! I scripted, I planned, I prepared, I did all that I could think of to make this the best day possible. The good news is that I did not do that for months or weeks, I did start the week of because my own anxiety started to set in. My anxiety had more to do with seeing my youngest sister because I have not talked to her or seen her in a couple of years.
contentment
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contentment
all; then, lost - found a likes of puzzlement, squished, smashed, into place, very fitting.
some place between noon and the stars, a collide of sorts, the collapse of everything and nothing.
gathered, collected, decades fade into seconds, cleansed in pain of beauty, captured joys in angst.
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Albatross(Anxious Swells)
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Albatross(Anxious Swells)
what have I forgotten? soaring sails, and rippling entrails, seep across my closed eyes, in the stillness of my laughter, I coaxed a pain of unimaginable things
set to wander upon thoughts; that hold my heart captive race into happy dances; of my neurological musings – my mind…
wondering into playing fields, they trample hidden…
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