Deliverance by Aulton Grubbs

Remember that dry, dry summer?

All the starving seeds began a long slumber

They drown in the dust and dirt

Would they find a way to disaster avert?

Remember the Spring days lit with sun?
The seeds began a light hum.

They needed something more,
They could sense what was in store.

Remember the Summer that harnessed all the rain?

The seeds sprouted and sang,
Flowers showered the Earth

Think of the tiny seeds' worth

Grow in light and love
Grow, grow, grow
Grow in light and love

 Remember when I couldn't talk?
 My ideas wouldn't run, stumble or walk.
 I hurt in hatred of myself.
 I thought I belonged to be ignored on a shelf.

 Remember when I gently began to spell?
 One word at a time...what if I fail?
 I found two words then ten
 Wonder started to seep in.

 Remember when I found friends?
 Their kindness always wins.
 We learn, ponder and spell together.

 I feel like I can conquer any weather.

Grow in light and love
Grow, grow, grow,
Grow in light and love

 

Joshua Greiner

 Johnua is the name Joshua has given his unreliable body. These two poems represent his feelings toward his body and his efforts to befriend it. 

You can read more of Joshua's poetry on his website:  https://poetryforopeninghearts.weebly.com

HE’S NOT ME

Johnua hits but I love

Johnua scratches, shouts 

Screams 

He’s not me 

He loves no one

He just hurts everyone

Upsetting 

Using my body to hurt.

Fuck him.

Johnua sucks 

Greedily wrecking every

Thing

Johnua knows 

How to make my body move

Better than I do

JOHNUA MY FRIEND

Time to get the

Uplifting thoughts

Going

Ready in thinking

To befriend

You

You respect

My mind 

So please listen

I’m going

To tell you 

There is a way

To work together

Trust me 

To tell you 

What to do

Try to move 

Slowly

With purpose

Utilize 

Helping support

To do what

Each of us

Wants

I just need

Some help sometimes

Help is not

A bad thing

Everybody needs

Help from their friends sometimes

Accept it

I will be your friend

If you will be mine.

Nadia Sohn Fink

 

a kindness pokes

around a corner

kindly light

quite restrained

in dulled steps

ouchless to these

saturated lop ears

this restraint is pretty

is quiet

is kind

Loop Poem by Brynn F.

 I have always struggled with purposeful movement in my life. Recently I learned that nerve impulses in autistics stay in the cerebellum, loop around, and never reach the frontal lobe to make intentional movement possible. The cold hard truth is the majority of people believe this also means I have no intelligence. Getting past the loops is the hardest thing I've ever done. Convincing others I am not stupid is the second hardest.

  

Thomas Callahan

 

Open seas, Open sky

Make me want to fly

Far from the rules that bind our days

That makes our minds trapped always

I want my life simplified

Ryan MD

 I am happy I am part of such a wonderful group of friends. COMMUNICATION IS LIFE CHANGING!

I am full of possibilities.  I won't give up.  I am better than other people think.  I will show the world I am capable of great things.  I am determined to keep trying.  One letter at a time.  My friends won't give up  My friends are better than other people think  My friends will show the world they are capable  of great things  My friends are determined to keep trying  One letter at a time ReplyForward

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