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Monday, September 12, 2022

Thomas Callahan

 


The lightning sang me a thunder song
Then it seemed nothing is wrong
And wind was always like a child
Blowing, rushing, very wild.

Tuesday, September 6, 2022

NASA Webb Telescope Inspired Poem by Ryan Bellet

 

This poem is dedicated to my teacher, friend, and the most patient person I know, Kaira.







Nasa Webb telescope inspired poem 

8/23/22 

I’m amazed at the pictures from the Webb 

It makes me feel all miniscule 

And then my brain feels large 

It looks like Jupiter is in charge of the galaxy 

To ask for questions from space  

Is amazing as only a question could be 

To hear a black hole whisper and moan 

Is beyond my wildest dreams 

Only the moon is more powerful than these pictures 

It is the most light I have ever seen Jupiter in 

It makes the other planets seem like 

They exist to worship Jupiter

Friday, August 26, 2022

The Persistence Of Memory

 

This poem was inspired by Salvador Dali's 1931 painting "The Persistence of Memory"

mesa behind

melting time

melting horse

entering entrance

to slow and hot

entrance to

Mesa Land

slows time

zero o'clock

enter and 

BEWARE


- Fox Bailey

Monday, June 13, 2022

Plenty Wandering Evenings by Arth S.

 



Plenty passed on cosmic grandeur

Plenty reached out and spied


Plenty call to falling stars

Plenty watch wide-eyed


Tomorrows enter yesterdays

Time plays holes and strings


Silver streaks and stones hold

Plenty wandering evenings. 

Thursday, May 12, 2022

Three Good Feelings of Spring by Owen Simons


First the green comes out

Grass growing in greens of different hues

From dark blue greens

To light yellow greens

The grasses

Are growing


Next come the leaves

They might start to bud in shades

Of yellow pink orange

Then boom

Here come the leaves 

In greens of various shades

Giving shade 


Finally flowers come

First just whites

Then yellows, then 

Pinks blues violets reds and oranges


The spring palette revealed


Owen Simons


Sunday, April 10, 2022

Wishes Do Come True by Rithik Sinhasan

 

This is a memory poem I wrote about meeting Soma for the first time, 3 years after I started RPM. I still get goosebumps remembering it.


Wishes Do Come True

Anticipation wells in my heart and mind. 

Today …..

I will meet the person who changed my life 

without even knowing of my existence. 

Thanks to her method of teaching 

I can now speak,

through my letterboard. 

We pull into the small parking lot, 

fence on two sides,

cobblestones leading to the house. 

A peaceful neighborhood, 

cars parked along the curb 

in front and on the side. 

I glance behind me,

as a car slowly makes its way past us. 

I collect my backpack from our rental car. 

It’s time to go in. 

As I take the first steps,

a tiny woman comes towards me

wearing a sari. 

She speaks softly, 

guiding me towards the front door, 

ushering me into a cool space. 

Immediately,

I am surrounded 

by a wash of warm connection.

This incredible lady is a celebrity 

to me and hundreds of other autistics. 

Being in the same room 

and working with her 

is my dearest wish come true.


Rithik Sinhasan 


Thursday, April 7, 2022

How I See Life by Thomas Callahan

 

 
Life is air inside me as I breathe in and out.
Life is liquid blood flowing inside me.
And Life is my solid shape that everyone sees.  
Life is my mind that is beyond any nature and 
Is more than any description. 
That is how I see life.

Thomas Callahan