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
This blog is created by a group of autistic, non-verbal, friends who point to a letter board or type to "talk". We share our thoughts, ideas, dreams, and talents here. Please read our mission statement and posts to see why speaking is overrated.
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Thursday, May 12, 2022
Three Good Feelings of Spring by 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 andIs more than any description.That is how I see life.
Thomas Callahan
Sunday, March 27, 2022
Dear Body of Mine by Ryan Shank-Rowe
I have pretty much decided to accept my destiny.
I have accepted that although my body is not under my control, my
mind is my own and infinite.
Dear Body of Mine
Dear body of mine,
How sneaky this destiny, so twisted.
I see rear view tricks
excited to stir up chaos.
Little do you know about the driver,
intimately trained to out pace your moves.
The trail is far stronger than the track.
Ryan Shank-Rowe
Wednesday, March 16, 2022
Feeling the Ocean by Sasha Rainer
I wrote this poem while visiting my favorite place- Bethany Beach in Delaware. . Located by the ocean, this little town is so happy and the life there is so laid back! Some people swim or exercise, some people bike, and some like to walk by the splashing ocean waves. I like to stare at glistening water, listen to the whispering waves and soak into my thoughts about life stories. The picturesque streets of Bethany Beach are worth seeing. Each house has a unique design, yet there is a harmony of different styles and colors describing the beauty of the beach life.
Feeling the Ocean
Look at stunning sunrise,Look at moves of the wavesWith its charming fine sizeHealing beauty soul craves.Ocean moved the heart strings,Opened mind for good hopes.Carrying tunes under wings,Glided worry- free slopes.
Sunday, March 6, 2022
Kaavish Kapoor
The place that most speaks to our soul is longing to teach us how to become our most alive self. The details of the real beach are calming to me and really open my eyes away from life's struggles. Every wave lasts but a second. Real troubles are similar. Rather than spend time worrying about matters out of your control try to notice the lovely movement, sounds and people surrounding you. Too much determination to remove the wave impacts your ability to live in the moment. Plain and simple. Relax and promise yourself that you'll enjoy the beach instead of staying away because of the waves.
Tuesday, February 22, 2022
What is Your Password?
By: Miller Laffoon
The Mac is open.
The screen is illuminated.
Do you wish to use computer audio?
I do.
This meeting is being recorded.✓
Camera is on.✓
Rename to Miller.✓
Hi everyone. I’m so excited to be here.
I’m greeted by my friends.
I’m excited.
I’m so stoked to be mind blown by their intelligence. Friends in New York.
Friends in Canada.
Friends in Arizona.
Friends in Maryland.
Friends from sea to shining sea.
Friends that communicate like me.
I’m so excited.
My heart might burst.
Music.
Art.
Books.
Poetry.
My mind is confetti.
I’m excited.
My brain might burst.
I’m doing exceptional things.
I’m included.
I am who I am.
I belong.
I’m helping change the narrative.
I’m moving mountains, Gigi.
It is real.
I’m not dreaming.
I have friends that are like me.
I love them.
They love me.
My world has changed.
I am a new human.
Zoom.